It’s December tomorrow which means we’re all gearing up for Christmas. I am not a big fan of the season. My room-mate, inspired word- inventor, might refer to me as a curmudger. That’s something like a curmudgeon—“a bad-tempered or surly person”. He might be right.
Curmudger with Cane
But I’m not a total curmudger. There are some things I do like about Christmas. Christmas Lights, for example. As the days shorten in December, I appreciate lights brightening the darkness. My roommate sees to our outdoor display. Orange and blue lights, up and down the verandah posts in straight lines—no draping, no twinkling, no subtlety. They are just there, making their own garish statement. Some refer to our house as the Herdman’s. You remember the rough and tumble family from Barbara Robinson’s book, The Best Christmas Pageant Ever? That’s us.
WTN Christmas Movies have become a tradition in our family over the years. I've been collecting them on the PVR since October in anticipation of my daughters’ Christmas visit. We are partial to movies with actors whose names we do not recognize--and the more formulaic, the better. The girls and I cuddle up on the couches under Herdman-like afghans and lose ourselves in the tinsel and the romance. Tom marches through periodically, sighing and swearing under his breath. (Who is the curmudger in this family???) Looking forward to...
Then there are the Christmas traditions that are consumable. I cannot argue against them! Top of the list-- Mr. Holt’s Fruitcake. A charming man with a flair for baking, Mr Holt delivers the goods in November with instructions attached: "Do Not Open Until Mid-December." I can be a rule-breaker at times. The fruitcake did not see December this year.
Mr. Holt's Fruitcake
Year after year, I’m increasingly fond of Rum and Eggnog. A lovely complement to fruitcake.
Rum and Eggnog
Love Gingerbread Cookies. Look how cute they are.
Could not get through the season without Ganong’s Red Wrap.
And what's better than a turkey dinner?
Best of the season to you and yours, from The Christmas Curmudger.
...Until Next Time...