Family time with the boob tube
The halls are about as decked out as they’re going to get this Christmas. It helps that I have some red stuff and antlers out all year. Throw in some pine and sparkly lights and we’re living in fa la la la la land.
I don’t have lights outside, though that’s subject to change on a whim. I noticed (at least in our little neck of the woods) there aren’t many lights out anywhere. Is it the weather? Is it the year? Driving through the teeny village of Augusta I saw at least five houses whose pumpkins still sit, slowly sinking into the ground. There were only two houses with Christmas lights. Maybe it’s too early … or maybe we’ve turned inward this Christmas. And that’s not a bad thing.
Last night the kids and I built a fire, lit some candles, turned on the Christmas music and enjoyed glad tidings of great joy. They’re especially excited about tonight. There are already blankets ready and waiting on the couch. We stocked up on hot cocoa and peppermint stir sticks and popcorn. They are ready … not for A Charlie Brown Christmas (which we watched a few days ago); not for White Christmas (my absolute favorite); not even for Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer. They are practically vibrating with expected laughter for this:
Winter Wipeout: Deck the Balls. Sigh.
We’ve watched this show a few times and always end up laughing uncontrollably. Have you seen it? Rather eccentric people compete to complete an obstacle course … very slippery, very sticky … disastrous. Huge bouncy balls send them flying. Slingshots send them into the atmosphere before they crash into a foamy sea of goop. They got knocked head over heels by whirling parts and pieces. It’s hilarious in a sadistic sort of way.
The kids saw the previews and can’t wait to tune in tonight.
We’ll be eating popcorn, drinking cocoa and laughing our heads off this evening. And tomorrow and the next day and the next, they’ll be enjoying the company of a miniature Southern Belle. My sister and family are visiting from Tennessee. I plan to spend some quality time with my sweet little niece.
“It’s the most … wonderful time … of the year!”
So tell me … do you have your lights up? Is there Christmas cheer on your road/street/rural route?