I surprised myself by actually feeling some Christmas cheer by doing some baking. I made two kinds of fruit cake, one with rum and darker fruits, one with whiskey and lighter fruits. We’ll open them at our New Years Eve Party at the VFW Post. I talked of making one for a long time; I held myself accountable and did it this year. Hope my friends like it, there are four loaves to consume!
Once I started mixing the concoctions, I realized my mood changed. Maybe it’s a sugar rush by osmosis? Anything is possible, and whatever it is from, I need to feel that way more often. Note to self: Put that into your plan for next year’s self-awareness. It feels as if it can lead to good things.
I would imagine creating something with flour, butter, sugar, spices, and other ingredients releases some sort of endorphins reserved for feel good feelings. Celebrations do that. Baking for a special holiday is a celebration and remembrance of traditions. My daily meditation is about celebrations today. Very fitting. Some folks celebrate (use alcohol or drugs) to escape reality, to become less conscious of the world around him or her. It’s sad when even a child’s birthday party turns into another reason to get high or drunk.
Celebration is an opportunity to re-create, refresh, and even remake our spirit. I never thought of it in that way, before. I’m in the midst of remaking my spirit, I can see it in my writing. I’m learning new ways to lift my spirit. New experiences are coming, new ideas are forming, and a new spirit is emerging. I’m so excited to see what’s next for me and the Babe. It should be great.
Our lives can be a lot happier by considering ordinary things a celebration. In the spring and summer, when the Babe and I sit on the deck for morning coffee, it’s a celebration. When we have happy hour on the deck or patio, it’s a celebration. When my bestie Kris and I go to a movie, it’s a celebration. See how easy that is? Practice it.
As a side note, there are two batches of cookies resting in the refrigerator, I’m excited to get to use my Pampered Chef scoops to make them. Silly? It’s a celebration. The Babe can’t hardly wait to eat some. And I’l do Croation Nut Bread too. And it’s a beautiful memory of my first mother-in-law. She made this incredible bit of heaven for Easter and Christmas. I came across the recipe in the cookbook from the Omaha World Herald. The name is Croation Povitica. It’s perfect for Christmas.
Enjoy the rest of the day. It’s a celebration of you. And of me. And your child. And your Grandma. You’ll be happy in ways you never though existed. It’s happening. And I’m going to learn from these last few weeks. You can make happiness and a positive attitude your new normal, despite bad things in the world, in your family, in your head. See you tomorrow!