NOTES FROM THE UNIVERSE:
Do it your way, Patricia.
That's what you're there for.
The Universe by Mike Dooley (www.tut.com
What a way to start the week between Christmas and New Years. Folks, you heard The Universe, do it your way.
MY BELOVED TABLE-TOP CHRISTMAS TREE.
Christmas was a treat, even though it wasn't home for the Holidays. I shared it with best friends--both dog people. Being a dog and horse lover--owner, sharing holidays is great fun. Our dogs have become part of our family, so, of course, they get presents.
Linda's a fellow horse lover and ex owner. I got HORSE socks (yeah--I have lots of dog socks but not one pair of horse socks. Now I do.)
Lots of conversation, appetizers which included shrimp (indulge my friends) opening gifts--whe all have lists so no one was disappointed (except Linda. I gave up too easily. Sarah Michaels went out of business and I couldn't find bath gel. But, the bubble bath is now MINE) lOTS of gift certificates. Lots more conversations. A meal of turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, sweetpotatoes, a green bean/onion casserole and cranberry sauce to die for. Not to mention that apple cake Linda made to keep my sugar level lower than it would have been otherwise. (but that's another story) I want to mention, as high as my level was last night, it still didn't go over its curfew (er--the 180 as prescribed by my doctors) Did I mention I have diabetes and am VERY careful, excpet around the holidays.
Christmas traditions change as family situations change. And, they're constantly evolving.
For instance: The Christmas tree. When I was a chld the children never saw the tree until Christmas morning not only adorned with ornaments and lights, but
filled with PRESENTS. As I got older, the tree went up on Christmas Eve and we all had a hand in its decoration. When I left hearth and home to make my way into the world, I still bought fresh green trees, until I bought a house and furniture a tad too big for a floor-to-ceiling tree. My artificial tree was donated to my school and --
I got an optic fiber table top. When I first brought it home, I adored that tree. When I could no longer get the lights to work, I bought a small string of Walgreen lights strung them and have used them for the past two years. Last year, tree and trimmings went into a black plastic garbage bag and onto the floor of the closet. This year, out it came again, more ornaments added, lights that still work perfectly not to mention all the cute ginger bread house, santa's house a few santas on that has a sign stating "Ho, Ho, Ho." And there's a Santa who looks like he belongs in the Artic. He wears white with brown fur trim. I couldn't find the Irish looking Santa. I'm wondering if it became a toy for the pupppies last year.
My traditions have changed. Not only to table top trees (I now have two) but in the way I celebrate. I used to have a church job as a soloist at a Chicago cathedral. After years of teaching music, my voice did something it shouldn't have. It almost disappeared. I don't sing now. (probably could have five years of retirement)
Still, I'm more spiritual (I think) than Church oriented. Wish I could say that was different. Christmas Eve and Christmas are the most beautiful of all Episcopal services (in my opinion--Easter falls a close second, not in importance but in beauty)
I wonder how many people now even think about the Christmas origin--the Christ Child rather than Santa Claus, who's become a legend and is now more or less, mom and dad, family and friends, depending upon how old you are. Of course you know there actually was a St. Nicholas (see Christmas Came to Town and How it Got Here)
I'm signing off now, not because I don't have more traditions to talk about, but because my Dell laptop went Kapowee (is that a word?) AGAIN, and I have to bring it over to the friendly soulds at Best Buy. Hmmm maybe when I'm there I'll take a look at those new Kindles again. And Petsmart isn't far. Let's see how much dog food my new gift certificate will buy.
Everyone take care during this first day of Christmas people store crunch.
If anyone has some traditions to share, I'd love to hear about them.