25 Days of "What Christmas means to Me"

Day 3 of 25 Days of "What Christmas means to Me"


One thing Christmas means to me is Cinnamon scented pinecones. I used to put them everywhere in my Christmas decorations. In baskets, and on the tree, or just piled in the fireplace we never lit. And every year, I got a massive Christmas cold. Yep, spent many a christmas feeling icky and not able to breath. Hey, Santa what's up with that?





  So, as it turns out, I am allergic to the fake cinnamon perfumes they use in those blessed pinecones, and candles, and in air fresheners. Yep. So now when I am at the craft store, or discount store, or grocery store, or well just about anywhere and I walk past the display of cinnamon-ee decorations, my eyes water, and my nose starts burning. I smell them from aisles away. Kind of a bummer, but now that the fake cinnamon is gone, I am human for most of the season. excepting early mornings, and late nights, and when I'm hungry....but you can't expect me to be human ALL the time.

Merry Christmas Everyone!