I don't know why I love January. I guess I look at it as a place of new beginnings. New Year, new calendar, clean house [holiday all put away], the time to start making lists of projects I want to get finished during the winter before the spring thaw. I just really love January. I have read so many blogs and people seem a bit depressed with this month. A let down from the holidays, maybe. The winter blahs with gray skies and slushy roads, possibly. I love it though. I love the snow I just shoveled off our driveway. I love the kids outside playing only to come in wet and cold and red faced with a desire for hot cocoa. I love having to turn on the fireplace and eating a cozy dinner with my family. I'm very happy right now.