It’s that time of year when the chill in the frosty air brings us indoors to hunker down with thick comforters and mugs of steaming hot chocolate overflowing with fluffy marshmallows. When holiday music and movies become the soundtrack to our everyday home lives. When we gather ‘round the fire for company, drink, food and love. When we are celebrating and remembering those we treasure and hold near and dear. When the real meaning of the season is family – by our DNA or by our heart. When we reflect and give thanks for all we have. In a nutshell, unconditional love.
I’d like to welcome Janet Bolin to share the beauty of the season with us.
Favorite Holiday tradition?
Getting together with friends and family.
Favorite childhood toy?
I always wanted a doll and lots of clothes for the doll. One year, my mother gave me fabric to make doll clothes. I didn't want to use it all up. That was the beginning of a lifetime of fabric hoarding . . .
Favorite childhood game?
Skipping rope used up a few years . .
Snow ball fight or making snow families?
The snow forts were never finished to my satisfaction, so we hardly ever got to the snowball fight. One thing we did discover — don't walk on the ammunition stockpiled inside your fort. The floor rises, making the fort's walls shorter, and you can't duck incoming snowballs. Oops.
Sleigh rides, sledding or skiing?
Sledding when I was a kid. We lived on a hill. Cross-country skiing as an adult.
Favorite holiday song?
None. I'm still tired of them from Christmases past. If you want me to shop in your store, don't play Christmas music!
Favorite holiday movie?
A Christmas Story. Some of my favorite lines are: "Daddy's gonna kill Ralphie!" "How do the little piggies eat?" and "I tried to get away."
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