That Magical Time of
Year
I have to admit, I am getting too old for Christmas. This is still my favorite time of year; I
just choose to sit back and enjoy it and not participate in much of the
traditions.
As a child I
could not wait for Christmas morning, it was the most magical day of the
year. It was made magical by my parents
who put up lights and decorated after Thanksgiving, but saved some of best
stuff for Christmas Eve when little people were in bed. The tree was decorated, but overnight it
magically was covered with extra tinsel and adorned with candy canes. Where did they come from? The stockings were empty at bed time, but in
the morning they were bursting with candy and other goodies. The tree was lonely at night, in the morning
there were dozens of presents wrapped and scattered around it.
My brothers
and I could not descend the stairs to see the magic without first waking mom
and dad. We shook them and serenaded them
with “We Wish You A Merry Christmas.” It
always amazed me that they were not as excited as were we to see the
magic. The smell of coffee, pancakes and
bacon for breakfast which always preceded any present opening, only added to
the magic and the anticipation.
When I
became the parent, I tried to carry out the same traditions and create the same
magic. I also learned why it was so hard
to wake my parents up on those magical mornings…I don’t know about my parents,
but I generally was still sleeping off a snootful of eggnog heavily laced with
scotch.
Currently
without children in the house I see no need to make the magic. Mrs. C and I don’t even put up a tree or
stockings. I did suggest we put
something green on the front door,
“You know, to keep the Jews from
leaving a Christmas dreidel.”
“You idiot, that’s Passover, it has
nothing to do with Christmas, the Jews celebrate Chanukah and they don’t leave dreidels by doors without anything green!”
“Well we should put something green
on the door anyway.”
“I agree, buy a wreath and hang it up…JERK!”
Merry
Christmas everybody!
No matter how
you worship, it is a magical time of the year.
Have a blessed and beautiful Christmas, you and your whole family!
ReplyDeleteI'm at the sit back and enjoy the fruits-of-others-labors age too.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas to you and your family.
Merry Xmas Cranky Man.
ReplyDelete:o)
Cheers
PM
Merry Christmas to you and Mrs. C, too. It's OK about the front door, which ever way you go.
ReplyDeleteI agree. Christmas is for the little ones. I have 4 gates to the street and I put up wreathes on them. That is my total Christmas decoration. My kind neighbor asked me if I wanted him to cut me a tree too, when he went out for theirs. I declined. I don't need the extra mess. Hahaha
ReplyDeleteHappy Holidays to you and Mrs.
Wonderful memories from your growing up days :) It definitely is a magical time of the year!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas!
betty
Lol, Mrs. Cranky sounds just like my wife...
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas Mr. Cranky. All the Christmas hoopla really is for the children. Like you, I love Christmas and I really like just sitting back and enjoying it.
ReplyDeleteThe holiday does change when small children aren't around, but we do have a tree and try our best to maintain a holiday spirit. I hope you and Mrs. Cranky have a relaxing and rewarding holiday. Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteSo THAT'S why you told me I could leave you a dreidel--look on your porch, Joe!!
ReplyDeleteThat dreidel comment made me laugh out loud. Merry Christmas to you and Mrs. C, Joe!
ReplyDeleteBest to you and yours, Joe. Merry Christmas,
ReplyDeleteMike
You bring a smile to my face every time I come over. Enjoy your peace and quiet; you have earned it.
ReplyDeletemagic is overrated. ;)
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas, Joe
ReplyDeleteI love Christmas and all the traditions associated with it. I start listening to Christmas music shortly after Labor Day (secretly), and openly right after Halloween. We no longer have little kids around, but still put up a big tree and drive around looking at houses decorated all out for Christmas.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas to you and Mrs. Cranky!
You are so right.No matter how we worship , Holiday time brings some kind of magic that makes us want to do good.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas, Joe! May the New Year find you abundantly aware of His blessings!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas buddy.
ReplyDeleteWHAT? Our front door itself is green. Perhaps that's why nobody has ever left us a dreidel. I learn something every day here. Merry Christmas to you, you cranky old JERK! And to Mrs. Cranky, too.
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