Purple Christmas

Pantone’s Color of the Year for 2026 is “Cloud Dancer.”

Or, more accurately, white.

I think this captures it:

Oh, how deadly dull. Haven’t we had enough of white, beige, and Millennial gray home decor? Bland decor has gone from trend to standard, and I absolutely hate it. It’s a snooze-fest, and heaven forbid you spill anything on it and it’s not Scotchguarded. I’ll give a slight nod to bland bedrooms, as then the snooze-festiness is an advantage. My own is done in gray, black, and white, though it has purple accents, but that’s all. Otherwise, give me color, a whole riot of ’em.

Just for Pantone’s aesthetic offense, I’m going to share my holiday wallpaper with you, which is decidedly NOT Blah White.

Christmas ornaments and a candle on top of a book.
Image by Zoe on Unsplash

My choice is a bit defiant. Purple is my favorite color. About 12 or 13 years ago, while looking at Christmas decorations in a store with one of my sisters, I picked up a purple ornament.

“NO, Zenzalei,” she said. “Not purple. That’s not a Christmas color. NO.”

It was like she was talking to a dog.

Well, here’s one of my favorite ornaments. It’s from a set of five that belonged to my parents and featured different magical townspeople. The other colors are pink, blue, green, and yellow. My mother used to say that the green was Coco, the blue was Jehanne, the pink was Annette, the yellow was herself, the purple was me, as those were all of our respective favorite colors or variations thereof. (Annette’s is red.)

A purple Christmas ornament with a small figure of a dark-haired girl inside.
The only case you can put me in. Mom said.

Oh, and the ornament I picked up? I went back and bought it when my sister wasn’t around. I keep it as a reminder not to let other people tell me how to express myself, and instead to create a world of my own, one that brings me comfort, joy, and peace, one where I can be me, purple and all.

A purple and gold Christmas ornament.
So there.

Holidailies 2025!

Hello, friends! It’s time for Holidailies! What a year it has been, so I will preface this by saying I’m not sure I’m going to be able to post every day, though I’m going to give it the ol’ college try. I’m moving at the end of the month, so between that, work, and not the best of health, I may miss a few days.

Don’t worry, it’s not my heart. It’s just other crap happening at the worst possible time that makes everything that much more exhausting to deal with. And it’s Gee, You’re Pushing 60 crap, at that. Like, I’m having a gallstone scare at the moment. Right. I’ve become the crone who writes about gallstones. The Gallstone Crone. Santa, if you’re listening, please bring me a new and healthy body to live in, kthnx.

As for moving, I still don’t know where I’m moving to. Oh, it will be somewhere in the county, but I haven’t signed a lease yet. Ye gods, people, what they put people through to apply for an apartment now. They want to look at the deposit history in my bank account, run a criminal background check, confirm my job and salary with my employer, and collect a pint of blood. I once had to get a State Department background check and it wasn’t nearly that much. I asked the guy why all of it was necessary and he said it was because so many landlords are getting scammed now. Beats me. All I know is that from what I’m seeing on the socials and message boards, this kind of thing has only cropped up in the past few years, because I didn’t have to do any of this four years ago. In fact, when I first moved back here 10 years ago from Long Island, I didn’t even have a job. The prevailing attitude was “No worries. If you don’t pay, we throw you out. Simple as that.”

So that’s a bit of stress I don’t need right now.

And now for a Holidailies prompt: What have you been most looking forward to this holiday season?

Holidailies, of course! It has become my favorite holiday tradition, a time to catch up with blog buddies and get into the spirit. I’m going to see the State Christmas trees on Sunday, so I hope to have pictures worth sharing from that. You know, if the lights aren’t green again this year. If they are, I’ll find something else to photograph and post.

In the meantime, here’s the first ornament I bought this year. I got it in Arizona while I was in Phoenix for a work trip last March. It’s a little more golden than yellow, but I had to use a flash so the surrounding lights wouldn’t muddy the other colors.

A Christmas ornament featuring a hummingbird, a cactus, and some flowers.

I’d never been to Arizona before that trip, and what little time I spent there makes me want to go back for a vacation. There is something healing and restorative there. Maybe in March. The weather was lovely when I was there and some locals told me it’s really the best time to visit, before it gets too hot. Something to think about.

Until next time, ho, ho, ho and please pardon any typos.

Snowflakes and Chill

And so another chill Christmas winds down. Yesterday my sister asked me what I was doing and I said “Just chilling. New Year’s is more my jam.” And it really is. I had to work yesterday and I’m working tomorrow, so today was really more about rest.

Or, more accurately, forced rest. I’ve been working out nearly every day for the past week and I sooooo want to work out right now, as I type this, but I think my quads need a break. Every time I work out, there is cardio involved, so even if it’s not a workout that includes weight-training, it’s still working my legs, such as the inclines on the treadmill and the jumping in the cardiokickboxing. Last night my legs were feeling noodly when I lowered the treadmill from the final incline (12%!), so yeah, rest.

Yeah, not quite Ivan Drago, but it felt like it.

Forced rest on the work, too. I could log in and finish up a piece, or work on a freelance piece, but I find that if I use my days off as actual days off, I’m more efficient on workdays.

Certainly more efficient than goofing off with my gel pens. Hey, look! I finished it!

A mandala of a snowflake.

I had to mess with the contrast, so once again it looks like I spilled something where the shadows are on the paper, but whatever. It’s not art. It’s me binge-watching The Empress and filling in spots with cheap gel pens.

Here’s a better snowflake:

A snowflake Christmas ornament.

And on that note, to all a good night!