Yesterday I was thinking about how great it would be to just celebrate Christmas until New Year’s Day. I think that a bit of real life and the responsibilities therein have reared their ugly heads in protest. And quite loudly. How rude. That’s okay because it gives me an excuse to get a king cake (or two) during Carnival – you know, to make up for the loss of my extra week of celebration. Can you tell I grew up in Louisiana? I somehow feel entitled to a week here or there of celebrating holidays that usually last one or two days for most folks.