Confessions Of A Christmas-aholic

Confessions Of A Christmas-aholic

Because it really is the most wonderful time of the year.

So, Christmas is just around the corner. Department stores are starting to put up their displays, holiday specials are getting scheduled for their normal lineup on Freeform's (RIP, ABC Family) 25 Days of Christmas and the radio stations are beginning to play different versions of the same old songs we sing each year. Some people are completely overwhelmed by the Christmas season and the hustle and bustle. For me, there are only two seasons: Christmas season and the season before Christmas season.

I am a Christmas-aholic.

I don't know how I got to this point. One minute, I'm 7 years old singing Jingle Bells with my first grade class, the next, I'm turning Christmas music on religiously in August and crying my eyes out on December 26th. There's just something about this time of year that makes me feel happy inside, and I guess I just want it to never go away. Some may call this a weird, unhealthy state of mind, but what's wrong with a little extra cheer every now and then? Whatever the case may be, these are my confessions.

Confession: I listen to Christmas music all the time. Starting the day after Halloween, the other genres of music will not exist to me until some time after the new year. From Bing Crosby to Mariah Carey, I know every single song, forwards and backwards. If I hear a store playing Christmas music, I'm 20 times more likely to buy something there. (Okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I'll definitely stay in the store for as long as possible.)

Confession: I will watch Christmas movies at any time of the year. If I happen to get through the season without watching some of my old favorites, I will cram them all in on Christmas night and cry a little bit when they are over.

Confession: I have completely planned a Christmas themed wedding on Pinterest and I am not one bit sorry about it. Some say February is the month of love, but I would have to argue that December beats February by a mile. Christmas is also way more romantic than Valentines Day. My bridesmaids will wear red dresses with gold heels and poinsettias will be in my bouquet. My husband-to-be will also have to love Christmas as much as I do, so this wedding may actually never happen.

Confession: It totally bothers me when people forget the CHRIST in Christmas. Without the birth of Jesus, there would be no Christmas. So, take a second out of your commercial holiday cheer and recognize the reason for the season, Scrooge!

Confession: I cry on the day after Christmas (and the day after that.) Like really, is there anything more depressing than going back to normal life after the most wonderful time of the year? New Year's is kind of exciting, but does not hold a candle to Christmas. I admittedly play Christmas music after Christmas, it just takes some of that pain away.

Confession: I like to think that somewhere, out there, there is a Santa Claus. Call me crazy, but Christmas magic is totally a real thing and so is the guy in the red suit.

The time until the big day is slipping by very quickly. Spend time with your loved ones and have the best Christmas ever, and if you're a Christmas-aholic like I am: do everything that you love to do during the holidays. Watch the same movie ten times over or make way too many cookies, we are of the same mindset. Have a wonderful holiday season, and Merry Christmas!

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College As Told By Junie B. Jones

A tribute to the beloved author Barbara Parks.

The Junie B. Jones series was a big part of my childhood. They were the first chapter books I ever read. On car trips, my mother would entertain my sister and me by purchasing a new Junie B. Jones book and reading it to us. My favorite part about the books then, and still, are how funny they are. Junie B. takes things very literally, and her (mis)adventures are hilarious. A lot of children's authors tend to write for children and parents in their books to keep the attention of both parties. Barbara Park, the author of the Junie B. Jones series, did just that. This is why many things Junie B. said in Kindergarten could be applied to her experiences in college, as shown here.

When Junie B. introduces herself hundreds of times during orientation week:

“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 1)

When she goes to her first college career fair:

"Yeah, only guess what? I never even heard of that dumb word careers before. And so I won't know what the heck we're talking about." (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 2)

When she thinks people in class are gossiping about her:

“They whispered to each other for a real long time. Also, they kept looking at me. And they wouldn't even stop." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When someone asks her about the library:

“It's where the books are. And guess what? Books are my very favorite things in the whole world!" (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 27)

When she doesn't know what she's eating at the caf:

“I peeked inside the bread. I stared and stared for a real long time. 'Cause I didn't actually recognize the meat, that's why. Finally, I ate it anyway. It was tasty...whatever it was." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When she gets bored during class:

“I drew a sausage patty on my arm. Only that wasn't even an assignment." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 18)

When she considers dropping out:

“Maybe someday I will just be the Boss of Cookies instead!" (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 76)

When her friends invite her to the lake for Labor Day:

“GOOD NEWS! I CAN COME TO THE LAKE WITH YOU, I BELIEVE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 17)

When her professor never enters grades on time:

“I rolled my eyes way up to the sky." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 38)

When her friends won't stop poking her on Facebook:

“Do not poke me one more time, and I mean it." (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 7)

When she finds out she got a bad test grade:

“Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 17)

When she isn't allowed to have a pet on campus but really wants one:


When she has to walk across campus in the dark:

“There's no such thing as monsters. There's no such thing as monsters." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 12)

When her boyfriend breaks her heart:

“I am a bachelorette. A bachelorette is when your boyfriend named Ricardo dumps you at recess. Only I wasn't actually expecting that terrible trouble." (Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl, p. 1)

When she paints her first canvas:

"And painting is the funnest thing I love!" (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 61)

When her sorority takes stacked pictures:

“The biggie kids stand in the back. And the shortie kids stand in the front. I am a shortie kid. Only that is nothing to be ashamed of." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 7)

When she's had enough of the caf's food:

“Want to bake a lemon pie? A lemon pie would be fun, don't you think?" (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed p. 34)

When she forgets about an exam:

“Speechless is when your mouth can't speech." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 54)

When she finds out she has enough credits to graduate:

“A DIPLOMA! A DIPLOMA! I WILL LOVE A DIPLOMA!" (Junie B. Jones is a Graduation Girl p. 6)

When she gets home from college:

"IT'S ME! IT'S JUNIE B. JONES! I'M HOME FROM MY SCHOOL!" (Junie B. Jones and some Sneaky Peaky Spying p. 20)

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I'm Keeping My Christmas Tree Up All Winter And There's Nothing You Can Do About It

It's the WINTER Season... ;-)


I think that my tree would not be considered Christmas-y if the ornaments are taken off and the lights are kept on. I think to just looks wintry. I am also keeping up decorations that say "let it snow", and I am keeping up any snowman without holly berries or presents in their hands.

The tree looks wintry in my opinion. It looks pretty with the lights and brings the room together. It gives off a warm ambiance, unlike that of fluorescent lighting.

I've taken all ornaments off except for gold snowflakes and I've left the silver tinsel garland on as well as the lights. It looks wintry to me still. I will probably be taking the whole tree down by the end of this month to prepare for Valentine's Day decorating. (Yes, I pretty much decorate my apartment for every holiday—sue me).

There's nothing like coming downstairs and seeing those lights sparkling.

Or coming inside from a dreary, rainy day outside and seeing them light up the room in a calm, warm, and comforting glow.

Or having a bad day, looking up, and seeing them shine.

It sort of makes me upset when I come downstairs and see that someone has unplugged them, to be honest.

I guess they don't see it as I do.

Pretty, twinkling lights forever!

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