I’m a fan of the holiday season. I love the colors, the lights, the smell of the gingerbread ornaments hanging on my tree, the purity of the snow falling.
I was always the kid that started playing the Chipmunks Christmas 8-track on Dec. 1.
Getting everyone into the right frame of mind for snow, holly, tinsel, ornaments and presents, of course!
Our family would put up the decorations and the tree the day after Thanksgiving. It was just one of our traditions, and one that my kids still love today. I’m just glad that I can trust them to put up the tree now, and don’t have to do it all myself!
Because, the last couple of years, I’ve been humbugged.
*The tree would have stayed in the box. Maayyybe I would have gotten out our white table-top tree, and found a place to set it up.
*Most of the ornaments would have gone unused this year. YoungerDaughter would have been highly disappointed in that. She has to make sure that every single ornament gets some holiday love, and gets placed juuust right on the tree.
*I put off shopping for the presents I have to get in person (not online, I LOVE online shopping!), till the very last minute, usually when they thing they want isn’t available, or I can only find 1 when I need 2.
*I had the children put up all the holiday decorations, and we haven’t even hung the outside lights yet this year. (It’s always my job to hang the outside lights, and I simply haven’t felt like doing it.)
*I am working on holiday cards this year, and I will get them sent out. This alone says that something is wrong. I never get cards actually done. I always say I’m sending them, and I even get them written. They just never seem to make it in the mail, for some reason. But this year, I’m ahead of the game. I’m actually going to get stamps. Bah, Humbug.
I’m not quite sure why I’m so grouchy about the holidays. I think it’s a lot of little things that have been building for a while, coupled with the negative spin that got put on the festivities last year, due to a family dust-up.
I just wish I could get back to the holidays I used to love. Simple, uncomplicated, and spent lying under the tree, listening to Alvin, Simon & Theodore, tellin’ me about how Rudolph is like George Washington…