fa-who-foreyhs-do-moo-door-res....
who doesn't know that song by the WHOOS by heart? Goodness knows I do, but then again, I can probably sing every song from every musical I ever heard, (listening to Godspell right now actually, that Victor Garber, SUCH the cutie, even pre-Alias) not to mention every song from every Disney movie. This is a laughable skill, I KNOW, yet I'm going to be the one you're going to want on the camp bus when it breaks down...that and my chicken-pus story!!!
So, obviously with the holiday- and espcially in my mental state of new-ness and over awareness at everything. Not to be cliche about illness or near-death expericences, but there IS something to be said about really appreciating all the little things and savoring moments and memories. Christmas traditions in my family....NOT white Christmas - not ever, ok maybe ONCE - it grazed snow one time, in central FLORIDA - but that was it. A white Christmas would be something, maybe when I'm grown up and am one of those matriarch things - I'll herd up the brood to an inn in Vermont - let someone cook and clean for us during the holidays. What's up with all the stress of doing it all yourself - we've all been raised with it - let's stop the madness!!! But I got off on a tangent- what a shocker!!!!
Christmas in my world - usually involves me decorating my place right after Thanksgiving - skipped it this year since I was in Florida. Decorating the tree at my Nanny's - havent' done that - mostly because the tree's not up yet - but this year I brought home a big orange T for the family's enjoyment. Then there's the music- the top two that is family/childhood are the Chipmunk's Christmas and Dominick the Donkey from Lou Monte. The backstory with the latter is that a few years ago- my oh so charismatic family decided that, since we don't do mass family presents (only immediate families) that when we all got together, besides reading the CHRISTMAS STORY out of the gospels, and singing, and praying, that we would have entertainment time, so a few years ago, Daddy, Deborah and myself did a lip-sync to Dominick - (the cutest little donkey, you never see him kick....) This also lends to my adoration of donkeys, but that's a WHOLE other blog.
There will be a Wal-Mart run starting at midnight on the 23rd (technially the 24th) with Diane - and we'll be there until 3 or so. Her kids are in bed and it's been the best time to go. I rarely do any Christmas shopping, but it's great bonding with Diane - there was the year she bought Jim one of those creeper things to go under the car and she had to try it out by rolling past me on the aisle. Yeah- you had to be there.
Of course growing up - I never did presents in the morning - maybe one or two - but we waited until the end of the day -because the twins worked at Disney and that meant they worked Christmas day- so morning was the Disney parade on TV while eating wampum biscuits and playing with the one or two presents I had opened.
This year - I got to be a part of another tradition since I was home so early in Dec, helping Daddy put up Christmas lights on the house. I know most people have a tale about that one. This involved having to get a pruner out mid-hang - and Daddy tossing cut branches down on my head. Between that and him ladder-dancing to the Christmas music we had blaring out of the Durango - it was QUITE the adventure.
SO - feel free, and encourgaed to tell me YOUR memories/traditions- either comment or email me.
Those WHOOS down in WHOOVILLE liked Christmas A LOT....
So, obviously with the holiday- and espcially in my mental state of new-ness and over awareness at everything. Not to be cliche about illness or near-death expericences, but there IS something to be said about really appreciating all the little things and savoring moments and memories. Christmas traditions in my family....NOT white Christmas - not ever, ok maybe ONCE - it grazed snow one time, in central FLORIDA - but that was it. A white Christmas would be something, maybe when I'm grown up and am one of those matriarch things - I'll herd up the brood to an inn in Vermont - let someone cook and clean for us during the holidays. What's up with all the stress of doing it all yourself - we've all been raised with it - let's stop the madness!!! But I got off on a tangent- what a shocker!!!!
Christmas in my world - usually involves me decorating my place right after Thanksgiving - skipped it this year since I was in Florida. Decorating the tree at my Nanny's - havent' done that - mostly because the tree's not up yet - but this year I brought home a big orange T for the family's enjoyment. Then there's the music- the top two that is family/childhood are the Chipmunk's Christmas and Dominick the Donkey from Lou Monte. The backstory with the latter is that a few years ago- my oh so charismatic family decided that, since we don't do mass family presents (only immediate families) that when we all got together, besides reading the CHRISTMAS STORY out of the gospels, and singing, and praying, that we would have entertainment time, so a few years ago, Daddy, Deborah and myself did a lip-sync to Dominick - (the cutest little donkey, you never see him kick....) This also lends to my adoration of donkeys, but that's a WHOLE other blog.
There will be a Wal-Mart run starting at midnight on the 23rd (technially the 24th) with Diane - and we'll be there until 3 or so. Her kids are in bed and it's been the best time to go. I rarely do any Christmas shopping, but it's great bonding with Diane - there was the year she bought Jim one of those creeper things to go under the car and she had to try it out by rolling past me on the aisle. Yeah- you had to be there.
Of course growing up - I never did presents in the morning - maybe one or two - but we waited until the end of the day -because the twins worked at Disney and that meant they worked Christmas day- so morning was the Disney parade on TV while eating wampum biscuits and playing with the one or two presents I had opened.
This year - I got to be a part of another tradition since I was home so early in Dec, helping Daddy put up Christmas lights on the house. I know most people have a tale about that one. This involved having to get a pruner out mid-hang - and Daddy tossing cut branches down on my head. Between that and him ladder-dancing to the Christmas music we had blaring out of the Durango - it was QUITE the adventure.
SO - feel free, and encourgaed to tell me YOUR memories/traditions- either comment or email me.
Those WHOOS down in WHOOVILLE liked Christmas A LOT....
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