Merry Krismas!
25-Dec-07
I finally found a winter holiday that makes sense to me. Krismas (and here) is a celebration of a fat jolly man giving out presents, with the acknowledgment that this particular “reason for the season” is, you know, fictional. What’s not to love? I will recommend that they adopt my family’s take on Santa Claus, though (which makes it less fictional, I suppose): “Santa is everyone who loves you.” For this reason, at age 33, I still believe in Santa Claus.
Krismas gifts from my family are slow arriving, due to not receiving mail last week, so Krismas will last probably until the traditional twelve days are up.
Santa was good to me and John this year. John gave me a haul of yarn that makes my head swoon. Really! And under his stocking, he found a Chumby!
He’s named it “Santa’s Little Helper”! (It’s the thing that looks like a glorified alarm clock!)
And now for a holiday carol:
Deck the Halls
(As sung by Holly and Stephanie, when we were 9 and 8 years old, respectively)
Deck the halls with gasoline.
Fa la la la la la la la la!
Strike a match and watch it gleam.
Fa la la la la la la la la!
Watch the schoolhouse burn to ashes.
Fa la la la la la la la la!
Aren’t you glad you played with matches?
Fa la la la la la la la la!