Christmas is a haggy time. No, that is not a typo. It’s a family joke at my expense. It all comes from a Christmas card I made when I was about seven and still getting my ps and gs mixed up. So, it was supposed to read, Christmas is a happy time.
Of course. And it is. But it can be a haggy time when you get all caught up in the hustle and bustle and rush of the season. A woman can get to feeling pretty haggy. Like a hag, haggard. Who knows?
At this point, I think I pretty much have everything under control. The gifts are bought, the tree is decorated. I’m currently working on the cards. So, unlike the children, it’s a busy time. I don’t have the luxury of sitting around and waiting for Santa.
Still it’s a time of year that I love. I may be busy, but I’d rather be busy than have nothing to do.
So, I’m back to work plotting a new book, and getting everything done on time.
Yeah, Christmas is a haggy time, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Bonnie Gardner, Author 