I don’t know about you, But it was a bit of a shock this morning to realize it was December already. As much as I’d like to hold back time a bit, it seems to want to continue to speed on.
So this morning, as soon as I said rabbits, which I do first thing every month, just for luck, I discovered I don’t have an advent calendar handy.
Now first, me saying rabbits first thing in the morning caused the dog to take notice. She perked up at the thought there could be rabbits around somewhere and seemed a bit disappointed not to find them. The advent calendar didn’t seem to get her attention at all. Although if I got one filled with dog treats she’d probably be more interested.
I’ve never really been much of an advent calendar person. I tend to cheat a bit. Like if it’s one of the calendars with chocolate, I’d probably already be past Christmas. And one of the ones with the adult beverages could be downright dangerous for the same reasons.
Or I’ll forget for a couple days and then have to catch up.
None of this is good for your blood sugar, and we are already at the time of year when I hide my little blood sugar meter and pretend it doesn’t exist. I already know I shouldn’t be eating most of the things I will be eating over the next few weeks.
As a kid, I was never big on advent calendars either. I have a feeling that many of the advent calendars sold would be left over and more representative of the ghosts of Christmas’ past. The chocolate always seemed to be stale for some reason. Or maybe my parents were picking them up at Boxing Day sales and just keeping them around until the next year.
But I never really got into them as a child, so I am lacking any sort of tradition with advent calendars. Although I do have a tradition with chocolate.
So I’ll skip the calendar and just eat one candy per day until Christmas. Just one. I promise.
