Dear Santa,

I think you missed my house when you were passing out Christmas Spirit this season. It's five days 'til, and I don't feel like it's the holidays at all.

Let's start with the fact that Christmas has always had a long, long lead-in throughout my growing up. You know, the first frost, then the first snow... Christmas lights start to go up all over the place and people are bundling up, bustling around, busying themselves with various Christmas preparations. Well, I've yet to see frost this year, let alone snow. I know, I moved to Arizona -- what did I expect? I guess I expected everyone to decorate their cactuses (yes, I honestly envisioned that this is what desert dwellers do). I haven't seen a single cactus decorated yet. What a let down!

I hope when I return to Canada for Christmas I will find you've left my dose of Christmas Cheer at my parents' place. Maybe you just never got my forwarding address. Perhaps a dusting of snow and a trip down Taffy Lane will help to awaken the loud "I LOVE CHRISTMAS!" feeling I usually have weeks before this point.

If not, be sure to stick some Christmas Spirit (or Christmas spirits -- I'm not choosy) in my stocking!

Sincerely,
Miss Canada

Revisioning

As I near my first year anniversary in Arizona, I'm realizing that I'm really pretty adapted to being here. I no longer notice differences everyday. This is no longer a foreign land. It's just my new home.

I hate to think that this blog should be abandoned just because its primary vision is no longer pertinent, so I'm re-visioning. Welcome to my new blog. Same place as the old blog for now.

I intend to write letters to whom I please. I think this new format will allow me more liberty in choosing topics to write about. Hopefully it will generate more discussion in the comments.

So what do you think? Is this an acceptable morph?