“Yes! Yes I do! I like Christmas! I love Christmas!”

Winter wonderland skipped us. We got rain the whole day, heavy rain at times. In the late afternoon, when I let Gracie out and brought trash to the car at the same time, we both got soaked. She wasn’t thrilled. My sister got around 6 inches of snow. I watched the news and saw the snow in Texas, an unusual occurrence in San Antonio. I laughed out-loud when a kid did a snow angel. Obviously snow was new to him. He did the angel face down.

Yesterday was a day of doing little for me. I made four or five trips carrying stuff like the displaced by the tree living furniture upstairs, wrote out more cards and went through catalogs but mostly I just sat. All the hauling up and down stairs made me tired. Today I have more energy and a to-do list. Gracie and I are going to the dump, to the small grocery store for bread and such and Agway for cat and dog food. I will decorate my wreaths and put them outside, and I’ll bring up bins from the cellar with the tree lights and some decorations. If I have any energy left, I’ll at least put on the tree lights. Tonight I’ll make myself a nice dinner and have some egg nog and watch Hallmark.

When I was a kid, Santa Claus had power over me. If I did anything wrong or fought with my brother, my mother threatened to call Santa. That was enough to get us to stop. I remember trips to Jordan Marsh to visit Santa. We’d take the bus to Sullivan Square then the subway to the Jordan’s stop. In those days Jordan’s and Filene’s had entrances from the stores to the subway. They were destinations.

I love Boston at Christmas time. The city is filled with people, some shopping, some just enjoying the festivities. The trees in the Common are lit for the holiday. Frog Pond is open for skating or for just sitting and watching the skaters while drinking a cup of cocoa. The giant tree from Nova Scotia is covered in lights. Small push wagons around the common sell roasted chestnuts and hot popcorn. Garlands hang from stores and street lights. People just seem happier.

My town was always decorated for Christmas. Swags of evergreen were hung from one side of the main street to the other. The store windows had trees and wrapped gifts and Santas. Carolers sang every night. The aroma of sugar cookies and bread wafted from Hank’s Bakery and hung in the air. The fire station was outlined in lights, and Santa was climbing a ladder to the chimney. I loved going uptown at night, and I still remember singing in the square.

I get excited for Christmas even now. I love the lights, and I could eat a dozen sugar cookies. Christmas music plays in the car and around the house when I’m decorating or baking. I sing along, out of tune, but that doesn’t matter. It’s Christmas!

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12 Comments on ““Yes! Yes I do! I like Christmas! I love Christmas!””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Two weeks to go. I zoomed down stairs early and put on Christmas songs for Mrs MDH. “Step in to Christmas” filled the air along with the smell of brewing coffee. Outside with the terrier and then some light shoveling to deal with the light first snow.

    St John Fisher Chapel is adorned with only the Advent Candles, the choir is in full voice and I am waiting for Gaudete Sunday and then Midnight Mass to welcome the celebration

    Like you, I love the season. Right those Christmas gift giving Detroit Lions are playing the odious bucs. Time to cheer them on

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      My mother had the Christmas bug which she got from her mother and passed it on to us. My sisters and I decorate everything and always have the best trees. We always have outside lights and talk just about every day as we get closer to the big day.

      I remember how excited I was when I finally got to go to midnight mass. The choir was amazing and the church lovely with poinsettias strewn around the altar.

      The Pats are tomorrow!

  2. flyboybob Says:

    Jewish parents don’t have the power of Santa to control their kid’s behavior, only guilt. My mother threatened to put her head in the oven when we misbehaved. One day I told her to go ahead because we had an electric oven. Obviously my grandmother’s oven was heated by gas. 🙂 Saturday Night Live invented Chanukah Harry as a spoof on a Jewish Santa. Luckily it didn’t gain any traction.

    When I was kid in NYC the stores and shopping areas were always decorated. The big adventure was to go to see the windows in the stores on 5th avenue and the big Christmas tree and skating rink in Rockefeller Center. Getting the public in the holiday mood to spend money is the American way. 🙂

    I’m amazed that Alabama Senate candidate, Roy Moore, actually said that the best time in America was when we had slavery. I wonder if he ever molested teenage black girls? In those days raping a black woman was not considered a crime in the deep south. The African American citizens of Alabama should turn out in droves to defeat a ‘putz’ like Roy Moore. If there ever was a reason for the Voting Rights Act of 1964 to exist it’s for blacks to go to the polls on Tuesday and cast a ballot for his opponent.

    Clear skies again and the temperature is up to 70 degrees. It’s another beautiful day here in the drought stricken plains. 🙁

    • katry Says:

      My mother became adept in using guilt when Santa was no longer in the picture. She took a martyr’s tone of voice as if the whole world was ending.

      You have a big bit of the humbug about you. You seem to think Christmas is only to make or spend money. The lights in Boston were free to see. Frog Pond was a minimal fee which maintained the ice. Nothing in my hometown, not the lights, not the arrival of Santa cost any money. You’d even got a free bag of popcorn.

      My friends and I buy gifts we know each other will love. We even get some fun gifts. We make gingerbread houses. We have the best time at Christmas.

      You don’t have to spend a lot to have a great Christmas.

      Due but a bit chilly today.

      • Bob Says:

        Of course we enjoyed the free atmosphere in NYC of the lights, decorations and store windows. However, I don’t want to give up the humbug mantle. 🙂

        I try not to get to high in the holiday spirit because of the big let down in January. Not even the Super Bowl can make January better. 🙂

      • Bob Says:

        This afternoon we waited in line to pump gas at our local Costco. My daughter pointed out how diverse we have become in Dallas. The man in front pumping gas had a turban and beard, the man in the car next to him was wearing a yarmaka and the people at the opposit pump were Asian. Amazing how my daughter with Down Syndrome can see the advantages of diversity while some Republican congressmen are saying diversity is not a strength in this country.

      • katry Says:

        You need to hold off a bit. Hate January, not Christmas.

        The Cratchits had nothing but they had all they needed. Scrooge had his money but he lived a miserable life. The high of the season should be enough to get through the doldrums of January.

      • katry Says:

        Your daughter recognizes the best of life is its diversity. Even the president doesn’t get that.

        When I was growing up, I never learned to hate. I wish it were the same for everyone.

  3. Birgit Says:

    I can’t complain, about 4 inches snow counts as winter wonderland here 🙂

    Our commercial wonderland downtown:

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