Wednesday, December 26, 2012
My grown daughter told me she loved Christmas this year. Must have been all the candy and cookies and stuffing and trifle and cake and fixings. Nope. She loved being with family and friends and Skype with friends and family far away.
I am confronting Christmas. A nine pound gain and high sugar. Do I need to do all that baking, do I need to go to so many events that I don't have time to exercise?
This year I gave little notes and cards to people instead of the plate of baked goods. I gave the Mayor's office flowers. Everyone was more delighted than they ever had been at yet another plate of cookies.
The Christmas Yule Log is long gone at our house but the bars and cookies, gluten-free or otherwise, can be cut next year. Do I need a trifle to feed fifty that now sits melting in my fridge with the current members of the household not supposed to eat it due to diabetes and vegetarianism. All the chocolate has made me sick. The turkey is fine but do I really need to make that much stuffing.
Next year, I will retool Christmas.
The emphasis: friends and family, not the food.