Happy November 1!
In our home, today marks the official kick off of all things Christmas. Yes, today begins my yearly metamorphosis into Clark Griswold’s, younger, better looking sister who is a Clandestine Member of the E.E.L.I.I. – the Excessive Exterior Luminary Intelligence Institute. Christmas music, decor and over-the-top outside lighting that often causes a temporary neighborhood brown-out, are what the kids & I dream about all year. ALL YEAR. I think it is more than mere coincidence that on this very day in 1512, the Sistine Chapel ceiling was open to the public. See, us Italian, creative & expressive types stick together. Did you know that Michelangelo worked until his death in 1564 at the age of 88? That will be me, doing what I love until I take my last breath. The headline will read,
“LOCAL WOMAN FOUND TANGLED IN TINSEL WHILE DECORATING”. Witnesses say her last words were, “I call bullshit on one bulb going out and all the others staying lit”. Alabama Power now worried about 4th quarter profits.
Perhaps my teenage daughter just rolls her eyes when this time of year arrives, since she is the one who gets sent to the attic multiple times to bring down decades of decorations. But deep down—- deep deep down, I know she enjoys it. My little Joey, however, gets as excited as his mama – he loves the lights and sounds that come to life about this time each year . In fact, given that he has spent many Decembers in the hospital, his Christmas tree stays up in his room all year.
The Christmas DVDs will now stay out by the television for the next couple months and our Pandora stations will all be set to the Christmas channels. For us, this really is the most wonderful time of the year and it has nothing to do with gifts or the marketing mayhem that corporate clowns will force down our throats over the coming weeks. There’s just a feeling in the air that comes around right about now – and no, it’s not because the temperature has dropped some. I’m referring to that illusive Christmas spirit. It’s coming, I can feel it, and I’m happy to be one of those that kicks it off just a little earlier than most. I’ve never conformed to the restraints of society, so if I want to put my Christmas decorations out now, that’s what this mama is going to do. It takes a full week to transform my home into Santa’s Village South and I want to enjoy it as long as possible. January will be here in the blink of an eye and soon I will be wrapping up my decorations, putting them in boxes and out of sight in my attic. Sort of like the Christmas spirit – it comes in with a bang, makes all of us feel warm and fuzzy inside and you always wish it would stay just a bit longer. Sadly, it seems to get packed away and then it’s gone. In the words of Kin Hubbard, “Next to a circus there ain’t nothing that packs up and tears out faster than the Christmas spirit.”
Now, for those of you shaking your head because Thanksgiving seems to be lost on those of us who get tangled in the tinsel a touch too soon, here’s what I’m going to do. Just for you, I will buy a Butterball and put him on display – but I’m going to decorate his frozen ass with a big red bow and a Santa Hat.Gobble Ho Gobble Ho, Gobble Ho, Ho, Ho!
And in the spirit of Christmas marketing, don’t forget to visit http://santaletters-us.webs.com/ and order a letter from Santa. This is my little home business that I’ve had the pleasure of doing for almost a decade. Bringing to life the antics and mischief that takes place in Santa’s North Pole Village is something I enjoy writing about each year and sharing with hundreds of children. I hope yours will be one of them.
“It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes or bags!”… Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before! “Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas… perhaps… means a little bit more!”
~Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas