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From the bedlam raging around the faux tree . . . the ramblings of an old dude in a collage of Christmas images
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On the Day of the Longest Night of 2000
Thirty-something women
Cameras poised, at the ready
Anticipation
Each convinced
That hers is the most
Precious
Bright
Vivacious
Charming
Child ever produced in the history of the planet
Swarm of boys
Stairsteps
15 months
To 15 years
Screaming
Yelling
Shrieking
Shredding packages
Disdainful of the ribbons
And bows
And colors
And patterns
And skill
The women devoted to the wrappings
Dogs scurrying
Barking
Pestering
Investigating
Chewing on toes and bows
And a cat serenely, nonverbally,
But curiously condemning it all
Toys tossed
Clothes strewn
Forgotten
In favor of the next surprise
“That’s mine!”
“No! It’s mine!!”
And mothers refereeing
And fathers perched at the edges of chairs,
Patience and anticipation locked in mortal combat
The granddame regally surveys the burgeoning piles
Of toys
Of trash
Of pets
Of grandchildren
And glows . . . inside and out.
No better word comes to mind.
Hams, and turkey, and yams, and eggs, and potatoes
Quietly cook in the uncommon quiet of the kitchen
While dressing and bread and peas and corn
Wait their turn in the dark safety of the pantry
And the old man opens his packets of shirts
And books
And golf balls
And waits
For the din to subside
Then he gathers the paper
And boxes
And ribbons
And bows
For tomorrow’s curbside pickup
And that’s all as it should be,
I suppose.
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Growing up, we had a Christmas tree. The real kind — the shedding needles.
But the focus of the celebration was the manger scene, put together piece by piece with the pieces from Peter Pan Five and Dime store. These pieces are still intact and here in my curio cabinet all year round. Antiques from the 1950s.
The other focus started when I could play the piano well enough: Christmas carol singalongs, one just after the Thanksgiving dinner and the other on Christmas Eve, when the extended family on my mother’s side gathered for a feast and the opening of presents.
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Bubble lights and happy hours spent listening to Christmas records whilst stringing popcorn for hanging on the tree…
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The old bubble lights that I was given the job of keeping them upright.. By the way, they are back.. and rain.. made of tin foil..
No tree for me for decades… my cats put their foot down.. or I should say up the tree.
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BOCOPRO…that’s slightly more frenetic a Christmas than we had, and we always had about 25 at Mom and Dad’s, but it was pretty crazy! Maybe 5 girls, no boys makes a difference in craziness? Definitely familiar with many of your points!
BUNKERVILLE…never had bubble lights but loved tinsel……When we moved to Paris, we spent 1 Christmas there (I didn’t want to fly yet, it was 2001, so we didn’t come home to LA), we put up a tree in our HIGH ceilinged living room big enough for a good sized office building’s lobby and I asked Mr. Z if he thought he could find real tinsel…we hadn’t used tinsel at MOm and Dad’s for years but I knew it would make me feel more grounded in Christmas if we had some that year…HE FOUND IT and still it wasn’t QUITE “My Christmas” UNTIL i noticed a piece had fallen and one of us stepped on it, grinding it flat against the Oriental rug….Then I had to laugh…”That looks VERY familiar!”…and it was Christmas!!
FJ…that sounds warm and wonderful! Thanks!
AOW…Love that, thanks! Ya, I am always the pianist, too, and our family, too, is a big bunch of singers! Dad and Uncle John sang “Up on a Rooftop” since they were kids and, every year, we all sat around Mom’s living room (25 of us or so) and they’d get up and sing….we’d all chime in with a forgotten word or two, and we had a great time.
The Twelve Days of Christmas is kind of our family ‘song’ and Dad would stand and lead, giving twelve of us a DAY and then trying to remember who had what as he pointed to the person who had “Four Calling Birds…” Lots of laughs again. Great times!!
Mom still puts out the nativity scene she and 8 yr old me went to buy one day….I’m glad you have yours, too!
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It’s Christmas already? Gads. I remember the baking. Sometimes my auntie would come earlier and bake together with mom and put it all in freezer. I longed for singing carols but with 4-6 of us that never happened. I started to relearn piano just before mom died so I could do that myself, but my employer closing, starting up a business and then mom dying – piano and a few other things dropped.
Live trees until we kids moved away. The best was the winter it SNOWED just as our school Christmas program was getting out. Big, quiet flakes falling through 40 foot tall palms on the school lawn. My brother came hone snd took me tree shopping to a live farm— with snow on the ground. This is the most magical Christmas ever. Never mind the black pall that hung in the air as citrus ranchers were allowed to smudge the groves – anything – to save the orange crop. It was 80 three days later of course. I do feel for kids today having this magical innocent tine if life stolen from them.
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BAYSIDER…palm trees and snow….LOVE IT! Talk about unusual!
So glad you had that magical Christmas with your brother!!!!
And the baking….wonderful!!!
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