The holidays are rushing forward on a constantly
accelerating intake of sugar. My
feeble attempt to counter the trend by baking cheese straws from a
healthy-food-for-kids cookbook was derailed by the fact that the cheese straws,
though whole grain and healthy, aren’t in the least cheesy, despite my having
added more cheese than the recipe called for. So the kids continue to chip away at the shingles of their
organic gingerbread houses decked with non-organic, artificially dyed
M&Ms. And start each day with
a dose of chocolate from the chocolate advent calendars (surreptitious
grandparental attempt to convey the idea of advent to my non-churchgoing
brood).
Yikes. Just
days away from our annual cookie party, I’m trying to figure out how to prevent
a complete crash-and-burn scenario.
Spurred on my the success of my “No”vember campaign, I look to the month
for inspiration, but all I’m seeing in the “Dec” of December is “decathalon.” I gotta slow down. Take a breath.
And when I do that, I see it. The “duh” of the D month. December.
Decelerate.
So today, maybe the kids will keep sneaking sugar, but I can
drive slower. Literally. Just get everywhere a little
later. And while I’m at it, save
gas. Do a little thing for the earth and for our family at the same time. Feel more relaxed. Happy, slower, holidays.
(And if you live around here, see you
at the cookie party!)
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