A couple of years ago the Mr. and I were having a discussion about Christmas songs and we observed that there are some truly awful ones. For example, Jingle Bells. It’s all fine and dandy for the first few stanzas but eventually it takes a turn for the awful:
A day or two ago
I thought I’d take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot
We got into a drifted bank
And then we got upsot.
A day or two ago,
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow,
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh,
He laughed as there I sprawling lie,
But quickly drove away.
When I saw this week’s photo challenge on the Daily Post, this image instantly popped into my head. It was taken on Christmas Eve 2006. I knitted that scarf for my mom and this is the moment she opened her present. I LOVE this picture. The looks on my mom’s and step-dad’s faces, this is the reason why knitters knit for other people. This is the best look in the world. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Things got weirder and weirder. So weird that I failed to take photos of it all. Until I saw the mannequin getting drunk on the sleeping porch because, well, you just have to pull out the camera when you see a drunk mannequin.
She is dreaming of sunny days and warmer weather.
Aside from the doll parts, it was pretty and fun. And it was even pretty fun. We ended the day with the best cup of hot cocoa I have ever had.
Raf and I decided to spend Christmas at the Beach. This was prompted by my desire to try to get away for Christmas. I’m going to tell you right now, I hate Christmas. I have come to this realization. I hate the holidays. I’m not sure what exactly it is about it that I hate so much but I’m pretty sure much of that hate has to do with the consumerist culture surrounding it and all of the stress that comes with it.
So I wanted to get away. We decide to go to Ocean Park, WA. We’ve visited Ocean Park for years and love it there. We go at least once a year. We drove over on Christmas Eve, arrived at around 5:00 PM (it took way longer to get there than I thought).
We didn’t bring any food with us to prepare so we went to the store. Guess what? Everything was totally locked down until the day after Christmas.
I was kind of irritated at that point. I actually said, “I want to go somewhere where Christmas doesn’t exist.” I think I bummed out my poor husband when I said that (He really puts up with a lot. He’s a trooper).
Things ended up being great though. We had a really yummy dinner of Thai food. We stayed up late watching scary movies. And the next morning we got up early and walked on the beach. Which is all I really wanted to do in the first place. Walk on the beach. It was really wonderful. I brought my camera with me and took some pictures and had lots of fun doing it. I have missed my camera these past few months and am thinking I should bring it with me more often.
Emilie, one of my friends from my mediation group reminded me that there are lots of places in the world where Christmas doesn’t exist. Most of the world, in fact. So Raf and I talked about it and I think we may go visit one of those places next year. We were talking specifically about Thailand. I’ve never really had a huge desire to go to Thailand but Raf wants to go and I’m always up for an adventure. So. Perhaps we will spend next Christmas in Thailand?
At least that’s what Raf exclaimed, somewhat sarcastically, when he saw this first. “The snow melted into the shape of a reindeer!” I walked over to where he was. “Holy shit! You’re right” (in case you didn’t know I talk like a sailor in real life. I’m sorry if you have sensitive ears). This random pile of snow in the forest melted into the shape of a reindeer! How weird is that?
Unfortunately, I’m not sure my picture does this incredible scene justice. Raf said that my photo doesn’t look like a reindeer at all. I think it does, but maybe that’s because I already have the picture of it in my head.