Krampus is Coming!

Krampus is coming tonight!  I sure hope you've been good little boys and girls.  I'd hate for you to have run into one of these nasty creatures!

(If you don't know who Krampus is, please read this post.)

Random Jewish Holiday

Commemorating Holocaust Remembrance Day. (Sorry I didn't get this posted until after sundown.)

My Ear's Like A Red, Red Rose

Happy Burns Night! January 25 is the birthday of Scottish bard Robert Burns, when folks around the world hold dinners in his honor. Though I have never attended one, I understand they follow a standard order and involve eating haggis, drinking Scotch, and reciting his poems. They traditionally end with the singing of Auld Lang Syne, which he wrote.

Although I have a few other potentially appropriate, Scotland-related earrings, for Burns Night, I have chosen the red, red roses pictured. Why these? In honor of the following Rabbie Burns poem:

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That’s sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

In a Pickle

I consider performing holiday rituals to be a key element of my witchiness. However, I think New Year's is possibly my least favorite holiday.

Don't get me wrong - I have had some very nice New Year's celebrations. I went to a lovely formal party at the turn of the millennium. A few years ago, I rented a great big beach house with a coven of friends. And I may have had or attended an okay party or two. But in general, there is just something off about the holiday of New Year's. ...