That's really great, and your post hits me on a number of levels. My birthday is Christmas Eve, so I've always enjoyed Christmas, but not particularly the work involved in choosing and wrapping gifts. But lately, I've found it mostly just plain annoying. My kids are grown, my Mom is gone (just before last Christmas), and I can't really s…
That's really great, and your post hits me on a number of levels. My birthday is Christmas Eve, so I've always enjoyed Christmas, but not particularly the work involved in choosing and wrapping gifts. But lately, I've found it mostly just plain annoying. My kids are grown, my Mom is gone (just before last Christmas), and I can't really see the point. I live with my husband and my Dad. Dad has never much enjoyed Christmas, largely owing to past unpleasant family drama. He tries. My husband is very much into it; wants to drag out all the decorations and asks me to set them out and help decorate the tree. Ugh. I'm too busy with work to bother. I try. Last night, hubby insisted on playing Christmas music, too loud in my opinion, but Dad and I both tried to tune it out and not ruin his Christmas joy. Nobody likes to be accused of being Grinch. Tonight we're watching the Bronco football game, recorded from earlier, which is making me much happier.
As far as contributing to wonderful Christmas songs, I wish I could remember the name of the great song recorded by a pair of talk radio hosts on the main station broadcasting SF Giants games in SF in the early 80's: It had something to do with their favorite dish at Christmas dinner and all the crazy gross ingredients.... does anyone remember that?
Your Christmas song, absolutely made me picture my Dad, and made me laugh out loud - I'm sure he would too! I can't speak for Dad, but I'll get into the spirit, eventually, but I'm not a fan of being pushed into it.
Thanks for this Denise. My first wife hated Christmas but could never admit it, because her birthday was the day after. The one time she ever spoke of her feeling, she said she didn't know if people were really celebrating her birthday or just hung over from the day before. All of us in the Christmas Ain't So Great Club know each other. So, have a happy holiday somehow.
Oh yes, and I'm also diabetic, due to having half my pancreas removed thanks to some stinking cancer cells. So I get to only eyeball all the sweets and carbs I can't have. And the last few years, there has always been a major crisis in the last couple months of the year leaving me as jumpy as a cat on a... well, you know. Poor me! I do feel lucky to be around to complain!
That's really great, and your post hits me on a number of levels. My birthday is Christmas Eve, so I've always enjoyed Christmas, but not particularly the work involved in choosing and wrapping gifts. But lately, I've found it mostly just plain annoying. My kids are grown, my Mom is gone (just before last Christmas), and I can't really see the point. I live with my husband and my Dad. Dad has never much enjoyed Christmas, largely owing to past unpleasant family drama. He tries. My husband is very much into it; wants to drag out all the decorations and asks me to set them out and help decorate the tree. Ugh. I'm too busy with work to bother. I try. Last night, hubby insisted on playing Christmas music, too loud in my opinion, but Dad and I both tried to tune it out and not ruin his Christmas joy. Nobody likes to be accused of being Grinch. Tonight we're watching the Bronco football game, recorded from earlier, which is making me much happier.
As far as contributing to wonderful Christmas songs, I wish I could remember the name of the great song recorded by a pair of talk radio hosts on the main station broadcasting SF Giants games in SF in the early 80's: It had something to do with their favorite dish at Christmas dinner and all the crazy gross ingredients.... does anyone remember that?
Your Christmas song, absolutely made me picture my Dad, and made me laugh out loud - I'm sure he would too! I can't speak for Dad, but I'll get into the spirit, eventually, but I'm not a fan of being pushed into it.
Thanks for this Denise. My first wife hated Christmas but could never admit it, because her birthday was the day after. The one time she ever spoke of her feeling, she said she didn't know if people were really celebrating her birthday or just hung over from the day before. All of us in the Christmas Ain't So Great Club know each other. So, have a happy holiday somehow.
Oh yes, and I'm also diabetic, due to having half my pancreas removed thanks to some stinking cancer cells. So I get to only eyeball all the sweets and carbs I can't have. And the last few years, there has always been a major crisis in the last couple months of the year leaving me as jumpy as a cat on a... well, you know. Poor me! I do feel lucky to be around to complain!
You're surviving for the good purpose of the things you bring here and to the others in your life.
Thank you. That means a lot. ♥️