That Christmas Feeling is here… Pass it on!

This blog is inspired by my friend who I’m forever starting yoga with… She told me something last night that made me feel amazing. So I’m passing it on 🙂

A couple of weeks ago, I blogged about losing my Christmas feeling. Well, not lose it so much as it not turning up as far in advance of the big day as it used to. Well, guess what? My Christmas feeling has arrived! Literally just showed up 5 minutes ago.

I’ve spent this weekend with my Sister, her friends and the girls in my family, celebrating her upcoming nuptials. I’ve been part of the organising committee for the weekend event and am very happy to report it was a resounding success!

There’s been all sorts of silly games and dressing up. The entire city joined in this morning when they put on their Santa suits and ran 5k for charity or for fun. (The “Santa Dash” is an annual event in Liverpool where thousands of Santa’s run through the tunnel under the River Mersey and back again).

It’s not over yet, though, we still have one last surprise later today which involves the whole family (boys included). And I think my Sister will love it! As will I. We’re both pretty family-centric and we treasure every minute we all get to spend together. Which is sometimes not as often or as much as we’d like. And, just so you know, I count my close friends as family also.

So, I don’t know if Christmas has arrived because the organising committee has been disbanded and it sensed I now had room for it in my life. Or whether the Sea of Santa’s I had to swim through this morning brought it on. Or indeed getting to spend time with my family has refocused my mind on what’s important and gotten me excited about us all getting together again in a few weeks.

Probably a little bit of the first two and a lot of the last one. After all Christmas us about love… and a little bit about pressies under the tree. But really it’s about love and family and friends. It’s about reminding ourselves that we’re not in this life alone and we need to appreciate those we have in our lives, walking the path with us.

So, look around you, and the next person you see who is part of your life… wife, brother, mother, pal, whoever… Give them a big hug, tell them you love them and tell them how glad you are that they are on the path of life with you! I guarantee that short 10 seconds will leave you both feeling amazing!

I’d personally like to say to my friend, I love you and I am so happy to have you in my life.

And these sentiments should not just be saved for Christmas. Go spread the love. Spread the joy of Christmas!


That Christmas feeling

I’ve just spent 24 hours in Leeds with two of my closest girlfriends. The plan was no men, no kids, just us girls, a bit of shopping and a lot of cocktails in Harvey Nic’s.

We’d all been looking forward to the trip for some time. My friend (who I’m always starting Yoga with) and I have had two similar excursions over the last 18 months, both of which resulted in both of us spending lots of money we didn’t have on expensive purchases and countless apple martini’s. Not that my beloved minded, he was on the receiving end of the majority of my lavish gift buying!

For me, this weekend was about kicking off the festive season proper. Lavish Christmas gift buying, cocktails and giggles. I managed the second two.. It was a tremendously fun weekend. It really was so good to spend quality time with my girls! But, as I’ve just said to my friend… I’m still not feeling “Christmassy”.

I recall that I had a similar feeling last year. It was well into December before “that Christmas feeling” started to make itself known to me. You may think this normal. But, I am very well known in my close circles to be more than slightly obsessed with the festive season; writing my letter to Santa by October 31st at the latest, having my table settings planned and organised by the end of November and generally acting with exponential giddiness from around November 1st.

But it seems that either something (or things) are getting in the way or other things are becoming more important, as I get older… I’m not sure which. Or, maybe it’s a bit if both.

What I am sure of, though, is that Christmas is becoming less about “me” (in my own mind I mean). Hey, I’m not saying that it’s not about me at all. My whole life is generally “all about me”. Just ask my beloved. But, I’m getting better. I even suggested that a meal in a restaurant may be an easier option this year, as opposed to the full traditional dinner for 13 at my Mum’s – and I should tell you that anything that doesn’t fall into the archetypal Hollywood Movie Christmas Day scene is generally met with horror and revolt by me!

So, maybe it’s a good thing that I’m not feeling Christmassy just yet. It will give Santa one less kid to worry about this year!