I miss the time when snow days were fun.

Yep, we had our first snow day of the year already. I never caught the news so I haven't the slightest clue as to how many inches we got. The schools closed down and, unfortunately, the Y did as well. No swimming class for Autumn and I today :( The two of us still got some great play time in, though. And no freezing our tushes off after.

I feel a bit bummed that I didn't have the chance to type anything yesterday, as it marked the anniversary of John Lennon's death, and the title of this blog is based on one of his best songs ever. RIP, John. Your message rings so clear now as it did in your day. I wish we could be singing Happy Christmas, War is Over.

Speaking of Christmas, I came to a realization the other day. Well, not really a realization, more of a clever name for what holiday is celebrated in our home. Pagans celebrate the changing of the four seasons as four of the eight Sabbats, the winter solstice being dubbed Yule.

The other day, heading to Santa Land at Younkers---em, Boston Store, we bumped into an acquaintance we know through Theatre for Young Audiences. She asked if we were out Christmas...correction, Solstice shopping, and out of nowhere I called it Yulemas. And why not? I've heard of Christian/Jewish families celebrating Christmakah. It has now stuck as the official holiday of this home. While Aaron and I consider ourselves Pagan, obviously most of our families carry on the traditional Christian celebration. We've determined we'd like Autumn to learn both ways and grow up being open to both. When she is old enough to make such a decision, it will be her choice to follow the path her heart feels is right. No one wants to ostracize what our family practices. It's not fair to place a child in that position.

So it's back to the usual shtick tomorrow. Boy, am I eternally grateful for off-street parking and new tires. Stay warm and stay safe, y'all!