“Christmas now surrounds us, Happiness is everywhere. Our hands are busy with many tasks as carols fill the air.”
The small table has been moved upstairs, the trees are in their stands and their lights are lit. The rest of the decorating will wait until I’m finished here. I got tired going up and down the stairs yesterday. My house is finally beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
I think I’ve already watched five different Christmas Carol movies. My favorite is Alastair Sim as Scrooge. On Christmas morning after his visits from the three spirits he is delighted and full of joy. He is Christmas personified. I watch this film every year. My next favorite is one I watched the other night. Seymour Hicks is Scrooge. The different scene in this version is a lavish dinner with guests in their finery, a kitchen filled with the best foods and the poor looking through the windows at all the food. It always seems the most realistic. I haven’t seen many of the animated versions, but I do like Mickey’s.
When I was a kid, we always had turkey at Christmas and most of the same dishes as at Thanksgiving except for the creamed onions. They were a Christmas table vegetable. I had forgotten all about them until the other day when I saw a recipe for creamed pearl onions. I’ve added them to one of my lists: things I want to eat.
I remember one year when I got out of school early for Christmas vacation. The dog and I went up to my parent’s house. Every day my mother and I baked cookies. Christmas carols played on the radio. My dad designated himself as official tester and would join us in the kitchen long enough to get himself a glass of milk and a couple of the newest batch of cookies. I remember we made a batch of cookies called Auntie Mary’s. They were time consuming but delicious. That was the only year we made them. I don’t remember what else we made, but I do know we made sugar cookies and spritz cookies, two Christmas stalwarts. One year my sister and her family came east for Christmas. She brought goodies including whoopie pies, sugar cookies and spritz cookies. I had also made spritz cookies as had my mother. It was an over abundance of spritz cookies because to us they were a memory of Christmases past and a part of our family traditions.
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December 15, 2019 at 11:54 am
I’ve been mostly occupied with moving sand from one spot to another and was lucky because it didn’t rain the entire time. The rain came later just as the sun was setting and now I noticed there was snow mixed in to it.
It’ll stay warmish all week though so it won’t stay thankfully. I’ve dóne very little when it comes to decorations but the little plastic tree is just waiting for some lights and decorations. I wonder if I next year dares to bring in a real tree for once, I stopped doing that since the old Orvar always peed on trees, didn’t matter if it stood indoors 🙂 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
December 15, 2019 at 12:44 pm
Christer,
I have people who do chores for me like moving sand. When I was younger I never minded doing it myself, but not any more. I have a spot on the walkway to the gate which floods. It needs more rocks so I have to let my landscape know.
It is warm here, 48˚, but it will get cold, down to the 20’s.
I’m going to finish my decorating today. I do have to decorate the trees next. That won’t take me long.
Have a great Sunday!
December 15, 2019 at 12:00 pm
Our dog Andy (Kat you will get the joke) was a bit of a muttley probably related to a poodle and super smart. Anyway if chocolate ornaments were hung on the tree, he would unwrap them from the bottom and enjoy the treat. We were left with empty foils on ribbons and a bow-wow with an upset tummy.
Mrs MDH and I have been battling this cold cough thing that is going around. We have scheduled our morning to watch Spurs win at Wolves, our clown car Detroit Lions and then Christmas Prince.
December 15, 2019 at 12:13 pm
My Dear Hedley,
One year the cats were colluding with the dog, Shauna, my first boxer. Chocolate candy was hidden in the closet to keep it safe from marauding pets. The cat or cats slid the door open. Shauna ate every bit of the chocolates, foil and all. We went to the vets. That what she gets!
That cold seems to linger a long while. Feel better and get cozy to watch the games.
December 15, 2019 at 11:16 pm
Kik Kat,
Greetings from Phoenix. I’m back again in the valley of the sun. Temperatures here are just about what I left in Dallas. High 40s in morning and mid 60s afternoon. At least I’m not in Minneapolis. 🙂
December 16, 2019 at 11:40 am
Hi Bob,
I remember Phoenix in the spring when last I was there. It was warm. Back in Boston, it was still cold. I’m thinking cool nights and warm days are perfect! Who would ever choose to be in Minneapolis?