another blast from the past...

so it's Friday night. i should be working on Christmas presents and submittals for a design team i'm trying out for.

but i'm not. i'm watching a slice from my childhood (and my favorite, right next to "A Charlie Brown Christmas": "Santa Claus is Comin' to Town."
(altho' thankfully ABC cut Jessica's solo...i couldn't stand that part & even as a kid felt like it had no place in the program)

i love this show. love, love, love.

what i hate is some of the commercials.

now remember, i'm becoming one of those chicks who cries at (almost) everything. Hallmark commericals? bring out the Kleenix. but, all you have to do is add a Christmas & kid sentiment, and it's all over with.

i'm sure it's because of the whole no kids thing.

have mercy, i'm choking up already.

having been reading Cyn's blog, you may or may not know of her current struggles with infertility. i dropped her a note, just to let her know that God never closes a door without opening a window...it's just that sometimes we're at the wrong door. and although this is the time of year where i positivly ache for a family of our own, i have to remember...

i may be knocking at the wrong door.

all is calm. all is bright.