I‘ve always loved holidays, and I really don‘t know why.
I think a lot of it has to do with how enthusiastic my mom was about them when I was a kid. She would decorate our home from top to bottom, and would play relevant holiday music for the entire month. Did you know there are several albums worth of Fourth of July related music?
So Christmas was obviously no different, and it was in fact the apex of my mom‘s decorating ability. We had cases upon cases of holiday albums, and the Christmas tree looked like a busy city, filled with animals coexisting with giant spheres and plastic candles. Mom really established a foundation for the Christmas Spirit to really flourish within me at an early age, and I‘ve really held onto it for the past 20-some years.
My mom‘s birthday was December 1st. Her favorite birthday treat for herself (and subsequently my brother and myself) was to drive to Chicago and look at Marshall Field‘s Holiday display. We would eat lunch in their gigantic dining hall around their humungous Christmas tree and she would let me drink coffee. One year, when I was about 10 or so, we showed up a little later in the afternoon and couldn‘t get a table because the dining hall had reach its seating limit. My mom was visibly upset about this, and I tried comforting her by telling her that it would be okay and we‘d just come down earlier next year. Due to unfortunate circumstances, that was the last time we ever went.
Some people might think that my love for the Holiday Season stems from a long lost nostalgia, and that might be true. However, as I got older, it would become the time of year when I‘d really cherish the time I would spend with my friends and family. I love drinking beer in a shitty bar while snow is falling, I love driving around and looking at Christmas lights, and I love the holiday parties that I‘d celebrate with my loved ones.
Some people believe that a love for the holidays is based around gifts and commercialism and whatever. That‘s probably true for some people, but I couldn‘t really give a shit about that aspect of it. Give me a case of beer, a room full of friends, and a brightly lit tree and I‘m more than content.
Of course Vince Guaraldi is playing through a speaker.
Welcome to xChristmasxForeverx! Please feel free to submit anything Holiday related to jjoyce3300@gmail.com.
I think a lot of it has to do with how enthusiastic my mom was about them when I was a kid. She would decorate our home from top to bottom, and would play relevant holiday music for the entire month. Did you know there are several albums worth of Fourth of July related music?
So Christmas was obviously no different, and it was in fact the apex of my mom‘s decorating ability. We had cases upon cases of holiday albums, and the Christmas tree looked like a busy city, filled with animals coexisting with giant spheres and plastic candles. Mom really established a foundation for the Christmas Spirit to really flourish within me at an early age, and I‘ve really held onto it for the past 20-some years.
My mom‘s birthday was December 1st. Her favorite birthday treat for herself (and subsequently my brother and myself) was to drive to Chicago and look at Marshall Field‘s Holiday display. We would eat lunch in their gigantic dining hall around their humungous Christmas tree and she would let me drink coffee. One year, when I was about 10 or so, we showed up a little later in the afternoon and couldn‘t get a table because the dining hall had reach its seating limit. My mom was visibly upset about this, and I tried comforting her by telling her that it would be okay and we‘d just come down earlier next year. Due to unfortunate circumstances, that was the last time we ever went.
Some people might think that my love for the Holiday Season stems from a long lost nostalgia, and that might be true. However, as I got older, it would become the time of year when I‘d really cherish the time I would spend with my friends and family. I love drinking beer in a shitty bar while snow is falling, I love driving around and looking at Christmas lights, and I love the holiday parties that I‘d celebrate with my loved ones.
Some people believe that a love for the holidays is based around gifts and commercialism and whatever. That‘s probably true for some people, but I couldn‘t really give a shit about that aspect of it. Give me a case of beer, a room full of friends, and a brightly lit tree and I‘m more than content.
Of course Vince Guaraldi is playing through a speaker.
Welcome to xChristmasxForeverx! Please feel free to submit anything Holiday related to jjoyce3300@gmail.com.
