Christmas Magic

I'm actually going to miss Christmas once it's over. Even though I'm not able to be with my family this year, this is the first time in a long time I've actually enjoyed being in the spirit and watching the old animated Christmas shows and listening to music. It's a familiar feeling, like the time before I found out Santa wasn't real.

I was a faithful child to Santa. I never stopped believing because of all the logical reasons children stop. Never for a minute did I not believe in the magic. Santa *was* magic. That's how he got everything accomplished. I could never understand why the other children didn't believe. "Magic isn't even real!" they'd say. I never understood that. That's why my world was shattered the night I found out Santa wasn't real. Somehow it all clicked. I realized the stories weren't true and magic really didn't exist. Just like everyone had said.

My family continues to laugh at the dramatic display I put on that night. I cried like nobody's business, but it really *did* shatter everything I had ever believed in and Christmas was never the same after that. Even up until now I have had a lackluster spirit about the whole thing. But this year...this year has been good. I don't know what changed.

Maybe I just let myself believe in the magic again.

Dresses to dream about...

Aren't these dresses dreamy? Perhaps it's the first time in my life when I want to wear a white dress instead of a black one. I especially love the soft pink one on the far left, but it's no longer available. I've been dress hunting for days, but haven't been able to find one that steals my heart. And of course now that I don't want a black dress, that's all I see. Where are you my shimmery winter white love dress? It also seems that there is no such thing as a pair of glittery white tights, unless you're 5 and in a ballet recital. I found all kinds of other glittery tights -grey, black, purple. But no white.

You see, I'm going to see the Trans Siberian Orchestra Christmas concert in three weeks and I want to have the perfect outfit. It's not often that I get to glam it up for the holidays, so I want to have something really fun and whimsical this year. Not that icky red plaid dress I wore to the Nutcracker two years ago. It's not really icky, but I don't want to wear it.

So, that is the dilemma.