Can I spread a
little bit of “blah” all over your humbug? I promise, I actually enjoy the
season, but sometimes all the fa-la-la-ing gets in my nerves. What irks the
nerves the most?
5) People who
start shopping in June and rub it in – “Have you started Christmas shopping
yet?” they ask smugly? Umm, no. And, if I did, and hid the gift, then I
probably wouldn’t find it until March.
4) Stores that
stock the shelves before Halloween – My favorite holiday is Halloween. Dressing
up, the festivals, Disneyland in SoCal. This year, we dressed on at least four
occasions, not including the night of trick-or-treating itself. When the red
and greens starts bleeding into the orange and black, something’s wrong!
3) Holiday cards
on Dec. 1 – Yes, I know, it’s the season. And, if you send yours out right
away, that means you’ll get even more back. (Maybe that’s why our stash is
dwindling.) I mean well every year. I buy my cards, and bring them with me
during our Thanksgiving weekend at the in-law’s mountain cabin but they never
seem to finish themselves.
2) Forced Cheer
– Notice that some people get nicer closer to the holidays? It’s about the same
time those little tip envelopes start showing up in the mailbox, in the
newspaper. You know, they have all year but they better make it shine now. (BTW
– we always tip.)
1) Perfectly
Wrapped Presents, & The Watchful Eye – At one point, I had more time to
fold and crease the metallic paper. Now I have young children who’d like to
help wrap, and less time to do it in. The good news is they’re getting old
enough to do it themselves! The watchful eye comes from my mom – who I love
immensely, especially if she’s reading this list – who watches to make sure the
person appreciates every ribbon and curl, and then often takes them back for
the following year! Bonus: Dog hair stuck to the tape. Oh, now that’s a joy!
I’m happy to report that as of Sunday,
Dec. 23, all my presents are purchased, but not wrapped, and today we’ll be
baking cookies. It’s just about time to get this holiday on!
Until next time,
Louisa Bacio
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