Christmas time

As the year begins to wind down, everyone is out buying gifts, baking treats, or spending time with family. Along with this quality family time comes new, wonderful memories. Moments such as the time Fido knocked over the Christmas tree, when Aunt Susan indulged in a little bit too much eggnog, when we found a dead mouse in the Christmas tree after it was decorated, or when the Christmas tree brought in a huge nest of baby spiders (who proceeded to thaw out and invade the house), will forever remain in the minds of young children and never forgotten, no matter the amount of therapy.

On the bright side, everyone (at least most everyone) has fond memories of their favorite Christmas movie. We’ve all seen ‘Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer’, or ‘Santa Claus is coming to town’. These movies are sure to rouse everyone into the Christmas spirit and spread good cheer to all who are near.

Tip: If cheer and Christmas spirit are not spread by the time the movie ends, apply liberal amounts of eggnog and repeat.

One of the most famous Christmas movies is “Frosty the Snowman”. I was  terrified by snowmen and Frosty the Snowman as a child. So maybe the consideration of Christmas Classics is a subjective matter. There are plenty of Christmas specials for normal shows that are borderline ‘Christmas Classics’.

 

snowmen

NO! I don’t wanna build a snowman!

Speaking of snow, weirdly enough, my current geographical position has NO SNOW even though we are but eleven days until Christmas eve in a state that is famous for being extremely cold. (Gee, thanks El Nino.)

Along with movie traditions come the food traditions. My family has always done a huge cookie-decorating party towards Christmas. While there are the usual wreaths, Santas, and reindeer, there comes an unusual menagerie of sprinkle-infused critters from the outer reaches of the twilight zone.

Example?

The Christmas leech.

When my little sister, Anne, was really little she misheard the song “Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree!” and thought the song was “Oh Christmas Leech, Oh Christmas Leech!” and sang it that way until we finally told her the truth. She still sings it her way. The Christmas Leech has become a tradition (albeit a strange one).

So as everyone stocks up on eggnog and prepares for Christmas in their own special ways, I’m going to have to a go at some cookies and maybe a rousing rendition of “Oh Christmas Leech!”.

 

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