As of this moment, there are six sleeps to go. That is, until Hogswatch is upon us. Stockings full of little gifts. No lumps of coal this year. Hogswatch pyjamas and Hogfather hats. Desperation to keep stress under control.
Whilst some people in the world were celebrating this thing called “Thanksgiving” (I hear it involves a lot of turkey and pie), this Brit was putting up Christmas decorations. To make things even better, the quest to find decorations in the depths of the house led to the discovery of hitherto unknown mountains of tinsel. […]
There is, at this moment in time, less than a week before December 1. Less than a week before I can deck the halls in celebration of another holly jolly Hogswatch. And just days since I heard Mr. Juniper admit he’s starting to panic about the Hogfather coming to town.
It’s happening. My baby is growing up. Juniper Junior has not long been five, and now has a wobbly tooth. A very wobbly tooth, as it happens. And there comes an issue: the Tooth Fairy. Some may remember from last Hogswatch, that I wrote about our experience as a Humanist family. But now we have […]
When I was writing the Hogswatch Special, I knew I would need to bring in balance, though I wasn’t entirely sure how I was going to pull it off. The balance being that with the extra stress brought by Hogswatch, I need to make sure I’m taking care of myself, and that it’s a critical […]
With just eleven days until Hogswatch, it seemed like the time had come for a Caregiving Hogswatch Special. (Yes, Hogswatch. I’m attempting to avoid The C Word.) Hogswatch is a wonderful time of year. A time for gifts, good food and decorations galore. A time for stress, anxiety and meltdowns.
I was having too much fun with alliteration to say “Christmas” instead of Holiday. But that is what I plan to delve into: having a Humanist Christmas. Or, rather, what it means to the Juniper family, to have a Humanist Christmas.