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The Most Wonderful Time of the Year.

The whole family is sick. We’ll recover, but for the moment, it’s the Manse of Ick. We can’t seem to keep a high enough supply of tissue around, appetites are off and tempers are short. But we’ll recover. Being unable to do much aside from lie about and change channels, I’ve had time to observe and reflect. And I’ve noticed something about the new “Christmas Specials” out there. For the most part, they deal with the disbelief in Santa Claus, the effort to collect a lot of toys, or dysfunctional family hi-jinx.

Two notable exceptions that are at least funny: Merry Madagascar and How to Train Your Dragon Holiday Special.

But I’m not really feeling that either is very Christmasy.

Even the version of the Christmas Story that was read at my daughter’s chapel service seemed somehow different and not as magical. (“Peace on Earth and Goodwill to those He favours”? How’s that for inclusivity?)

So we’re going to Christmas up today.

Let’s start here, courtesy of the Newseum and remember that this can be the most wonderful time of the year:


9 thoughts on “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year.

  1. I think anyone who dares speak ill of Santa or expresses their doubt in this fine fellow should be completely shunned and ushered out the door, never to be invited back. This includes relatives. When my kiddies were young, I moved into tiger mom mode to ensure their Christmas and youth were not spoiled by these dullards who insist on forcing their version of ‘reality’ on anyone within earshot. Thanks for posting Virginia . . . and Merry Christmas!

  2. Hey buddy. Sorry that y’all aren’t well. This Christmas will be one for the record books on my end as well. Narcotics…they are my current strategy.

    Santa…When LFG was in the third grade, the “typical talk” of Santa being real or not began amongst her friends. She asked me point blank about it. Instead of having some drawn out “well LFG, Santa lives in the hearts of everyone during this time of year, regardless of if he really comes down the chimney” kinda of a thing…I, who flat-out wasn’t ready for the Santa fun to be over said…”If you don’t believe, he ain’t comin’.”

    Nipped it. Nipped it. In the bud.

  3. Chris, I hope you and your family are rid of all those winter bugs by now.

    I wish you all a healthy and prosperous new year.

    Warmest regards,

    Ian from way way down there (as ADG put it)

  4. Happy New Year to Mr. and Mrs. Elegantologist and family. Here’s to a quick recovery for one and all.

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