It's a day like any other. After a long day of work, and a stop at the gym, I walk in the door and head straight to the room to drop my gym bag and purse, take off my shoes and slip on my flip flops. It's a daily routine that would put Mr. Rogers to shame. I grab the mailbox keys and the jingle jangle signals my trusty Yorkiepoo, Lola, to come barrelling through the house and out the door with me. While she sniffs for evidence of recent visitors, I grab the mail...ho hum...bills, junk, circulars...wait...there it is....the November issue of Southern Living. Being an unabashed holiday NUT, I wait all year for the November and December issues of my favorite magazines! Yeee Haaaaaaa!!!
Now, I don't know about y'all, but I have a certain routine with magazines. I sit down, get all comfy and flip through page by page taking it all in. I'll devour the pictures, read the captions, glance over the wonderful places to visit and drool over the recipes, but that's it....I won't read an entire article just yet. It's a rare occasion that I get to actually sit down and read an entire magazine in one sitting....like...uh, never. So, I have to at least absorb what this particular edition has to offer. When time finally permits, I'll sit down 15 minutes here, 30 there, and read the various articles, front to back.
I may never visit the wonderful places mentioned, never decorate my home as beautifully and certainly never try all of the mouth watering recipes, but for a while I can certainly dream about doing all of it.
The November issues historically bring promises of fall, mums, pumpkin pie, turkey and families sitting around the table laughing and giving thanks for being together another year. As I wait for my November issue of Better Homes & Gardens to arrive (and seriously, we're at the end of October...where is it?), for the hundreth time, I'll mentally plan our annual Thanksgiving get together.
Now...when will those December issues arrive? I already have visions of sugar plums dancing in my head.