The Friday Five: Christmas questions...
Dec. 21st, 2007 04:15 pmFrom
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- What is your fave thing about Christmas?
- Did you believe in Santa Clause? If so, what was the best gift from him?
- Do you have a Christmas Tree? Ribbon, Angel, Star or ______ on Top?
- Best stocking stuffer you got?
- Wishing for a White Christmas?
People smile.
Really, I can hardly choose just one thing as a favourite. I like Christmas conceptually, not as a Christian holiday, but as a celebration of life. I love it that its best symbol is a tree, or lights like stars. I love it that people decorate their houses with lights. I love Christmas cards and letters, including electronic ones. I love the idea of singing angels, and giving gifts, and people getting together with turkey and cranberry sauce and plum pudding. I love stories set a Christmas - Dickens, fanfic, O. Henry, all of it.
When I was a child, my favourite thing about Christmas was a candy my mother used to make called Maple Cream. I have her recipe, but I have never been able to reproduce it.
To be even-handed here, there are a few things I don't like about Christmas. I don't like Jingle Bells and Winter Wonderland playing ad inifinitum in muzak in the shopping malls. I don't like people complaining about materialism at Christmas (but thinking it's okay the rest of the year), or arguing about whether to say "Happy Holidays" or "Merry Christmas". Most of all, I don't like incredibly ugly 8' inflatable plastic Santas and snowmen that turn up on some people's snowy front yards. Have they no shame?
I don't remember ever believing in Santa Clause, but I loved the stories about him, and leaving milk and cookies for the reindeer. Santa obviously didn't care whether I believed in him or not, because he came to my house anyway.
His best gift? I was three. Looking out from the top of my Christmas stocking - hung that year on the outside of my bedroom door, I don't recall why - was a soft little brown teddy bear named Brownie. Brownie stayed with me for a very long time. For most of that time he had a little rip in his neck, but it made me love him all the more.
This year, no tree: I decorated the harp instead, with gold beads and red ornaments and put a burgundy-robed angel on top of the post where a dragon usually stands. (The dragon is actually still there, under the angel's skirts. There is probably deep symbolism there somewhere.)
Brownie. See above.
Well, of course. It would take a lot of rain and warm temperatures to wash away all the snow we have now. Heaps and heaps. It's hard to get around in it, but it's pretty, and puts a person in a Christmas sort of mood.