“I was supposed to go to bed an hour ago, but these Christmas cookies aren’t going to eat themselves.”

Today is sunny and winter warm. Everything is quiet. My house is almost totally cleared of wrapping paper and gifts except for a box to my sister with a gift, a very neat gift, which came later than the rest. It is ready to mail. I need egg nog and I need bread so I guess I’ll go out later today.

I’ve watched three Christmas Carol movies but I’ve saved the best, my all time favorite, for Christmas Eve, the Alastair Sim version. The only versions I don’t watch are the cartoons, except for Mickey’s. That one I love.

My house is getting cleaned today just in time for Christmas. I’m tired of picking up clumps of fur that swirl and eddy in front of me when I walk.

Christmas is the time for a suspension of disbelief. Wonder and Christmas are wrapped together. I still smile at the houses covered in lights. I chuckle when I see dark houses and remember my mother. She always said, “They must be Jewish,” just as a matter of observation.

When I was a kid, this week would have been intolerably slow. We’d watch Christmas programs, but they didn’t make the waiting any easier. My mother usually saved the Great Sugar Cookie Frosting Day for closer to Christmas. She’d make frosting and divide it into colors, green and red, and leave the white alone. We needed the white for Santa. Frosting day was always a messy day. Everything got frosted including the kitchen table and spoons which lost their identities under the thick, clumpy red or green frosting which covered them. Less is more never entered into the decorating. The cookies were covered and heavy with frosting. With the ones I decorated, I tried to be less liberal with the frosting and more creative. I used toothpicks to drop dots of color onto my Christmas Trees. I gave Santa eyes. I was an artist.

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6 Comments on ““I was supposed to go to bed an hour ago, but these Christmas cookies aren’t going to eat themselves.””

  1. Hedley Says:

    How many more nights of sleep until Christmas ? On Christmas Eve, my Mother would feed us Disprin to get us to sleep. I don’t know if it really worked, but I do remember handfuls of that pill.

    Once we knew the awful truth, Christmas stockings were abandoned as not good value. Our house meant one gift each from a parents. It could be a bike or it could be a book. Our expectations were established very early.

    Of course there was always that gift you really wanted but never showed up. I truly needed a scalextric race car set and more importantly a Johnny Seven OMA. Neither made it.

    It was a time when everyone was “Auntie or Uncle” which meant those designated neighbors and family friends sent monogrammed hankies or a box of metal puzzles. I do remember receiving a chemistry set from a real great Uncle. It contained all sorts of little containers containing items you probably should not eat. I failed in mixing the chemicals and getting a toy car to blow up.

    During the Christmas week, we had the extraordinary situation of all day TV and great Christmas specials of which the Morecambe and Wise show was the most anticipated.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      It took forever but we finally fell asleep on Christmas Eve. I did wake up one year when I heard my father in the attic and my mother below the ladder taking the gifts from him. I pretended to sleep but listened to everything and sneaked downstairs later when they were gone.

      We, even as adults, always hung stockings. I filled them for parents. My mother was the best stocking stuffer. I try my best. When I was older, I never had a list, but I always loved what my mother found for me.

      My mother’s side of the family was huge. She had 4 brothers and 3 sisters. The whole family exchanged gifts but that stopped when there were just too many of us. My grandparents always gave us gifts.

      We watched Christmas shows and movies and Santa every night from New Hampshire. It wasn’t Christmas until Andy sang!

  2. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    The other night we went out cruising neighbors looking at the Christmas lights. Some very popular neighborhoods are so crowded this year that we are skipping them entirely. I refuse to wait an hour in the car to see Christmas lights regardless of their ingenuity. When we pass an undecorated house we say exactly the same thing as your mother. Of course, today they could be Muslim, Hindu or any other religion in today’s multicultural world. The right wing nut jobs don’t understand how enriching non WASPS have been to this country.

    It’s good to have holidays to mark the changes of the seasons and to celebrate something different from the regular work week. New Years comes right after Christmas. I just found out that the Rose Bowl College football game has been moved to AT&T Stadium in Arlington Texas. Covid restrictionists in California would have prevented fans from seeing the game in person. Here in Texas we can fill Jerry World to 25% capacity for a football game. Football is the real religion of Texas. We then have to wait until February for Valentine’s Day, my least favorite, followed by opening day of the Baseball season, I hope. 🙂

    Trump’s supporters in the congress are going to object to the electors who represent Biden and hope to throw the whole thing into the lap of the Congress. I don’t think it will work and just continue to undermine the truth of the outcome of the election. Hitler was correct about one thing. If you tell a lie often enough people will believe it. Trump is playing that card daily. I think he really believes that the election was stolen from him. 🙁 I cant wait until he’s gone from government.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      The globe had an article the other day but how so many houses more are decorated this year. I think it is a way to ward off the sadness we have been feeling. Lights, gloriously beautiful lights, make me smile. I still need to go on a view the lights ride, and I guess I’ll go tomorrow night as a storm is coming Thursday into Friday.

      I usually watch the Rose Bowl Parade, but I’ll have to find something else to watch with it being cancelled. I won’t watch football. I’m not enough of a fan.

      Trump has lost so the Republicans left should be careful. He is more and more unhinged every day. It’s scary!

  3. Christer. Says:

    Christmas vacation started a day early because the conveyer that transport all the things I paint broke down. I can’t say I feel sorry about that 🙂 🙂 Just as good it did break down because I can’t sleep tonight. My brain said four hours is enough 🙂 🙂 🙂 Well I have a couple of weeks to get back in habit again 🙂

    Mostly trees are decorated in this area, those who have spruces cover them in lights but any old bush will do.

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      That was lucky it broke down. It’s nice to have an extra day.

      I hate when I can’t sleep. I am saved because most mornings I can sleep as late as I do, no reason to get up. When I worked, I got up at 5 or slept in until 5:15. Now I never see 5!!

      Houses on my street are decorated that haven’t been decorated before this year. They look wonderful!

      Have a great start to your vacation.

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