Christmas is my favorite holiday. You would think after about a million years on
the planet (yes I’m well preserved for my age) I’d be ho-hum about the same old
thing – baking cookies, decorating, parties, wrapping presents. But I’m not.
Granted, I’ve gotten a little lazy when it comes to the decorating but boy I
still go crazy with the baking and the partying. And, like my character Maddy
Donaldson in CHRISTMAS ON CANDY CANE LANE, I do like things to be
perfect.
That doesn’t always happen. Sometimes my holidays turn out a little more like
that of Tilda the cop, who has just moved to Candy Cane Lane and is determined
to do Christmas right. Tilda has her share of disasters but let me tell you, I
can top them.
I still remember the year when, on leaving my big brother’s house on Christmas
Eve, my husband discovered that our car had a slight problem with the gearshift.
It decided to go on strike for Christmas. We wound up having to drive home in
second gear. This meant taking the back roads home rather than the freeway so
instead of a hop on the ferry and a half hour drive, we skirted our way around
Puget Sound and drove to the far reaches of the earth. My other half tried to
make it all fun. “Look kids, a stoplight.” I sat in my seat and fumed. We
finally got home around 2 a.m. Needless to say, Santa was up late that night! It
all worked out though. For once the kids didn’t wake us up at five in the
morning. Every Christmas cloud has a silver lining.
Another year, unbeknownst to me, my little boy had fiddled with the lights on
the car, probably when I was loading our handicapped daughter into her chair. So
as we happily ferried our way from Seattle to beautiful Bainbridge Island for
yet another family gathering, my battery drained faster than a punchbowl full of
eggnog. We wound up having to get pushed off the ferry and had to wait for
someone to come with a battery charger and rescue us. Ah, well.
A couple of Christmases ago I thought it would be fun to make red velvet
cupcakes instead of the traditional cake. I put them on my pretty, pink cake
stand and they looked adorable. Perfect. Until my husband decided to move them
from the table to the counter. They all slid off and then we had red velvet
carpet. Ah, well, these are the stories that make for great entertainment ...
later. Much later. About five years later.
Who knows what adventures this coming holiday will bring, but as long as I
remember the Reason for the season and get to be with those I love I know it
will be perfect.
And I hope yours will, too!
Sheila Roberts lives on a lake in the Pacific Northwest. She’s happily
married and has three children. She’s been writing since 1989, but she did lots
of things before settling in to her writing career, including owning a singing
telegram company and playing in a band. Her band days are over, but she still
enjoys writing songs. Sheila's books are best sellers and often appear as
Reader's Digest Condensed Books. Her novel ANGEL LANE was named one of Amazon's
top ten romances in 2009. Her novel ON STRIKE FOR CHRISTMAS was a Lifetime
Network movie and her novel THE NINE LIVES OF CHRISTMAS is now a Hallmark movie.
When she’s not speaking to women’s groups or at conferences or hanging out with
her girlfriends she can be found writing about those things near and dear to
women’s hearts: family, friends, and chocolate.
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Icicle Falls is the place to be at Christmas…
Everyone's getting ready for Christmas in Icicle Falls, especially on Candy Cane
Lane, where holiday decorating is taken very seriously. Tilda Morrison, town
cop, is looking forward to celebrating Christmas in her first house…until she
discovers that she's expected to "keep up" with the neighbors, including Maddy
Donaldson, the inspiration behind the whole extravaganza. But this year,
someone's destroying Maddie's precious candy canes! Thank goodness for the cop
in their neighborhood.
Tilda already has her hands full trying to sort out her love life and fix up her
fixer-upper. Oh, and won't it be fun to have the family over for Christmas
dinner? Not really… Then there's her neighbor, Ivy Bohn. As a newly single mom,
Ivy can sum up the holiday in two words: Bah, humbug. But she's determined to
give her kids a perfect Christmas.
Despite family disasters, irritating ex-husbands and kitchen catastrophes, these
three women are going to find out that Christmas really is the most wonderful
time of the year!
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