There is one thing in this world that never changes...a southern Christmas. That's right...the traditions, the food, the smells, the food, the family, the food, the decorations, the food.
Well, here are some of my observations over the 36 Christmas seasons that I've lived through.
First of all...the most important...FAMILY. That's what it's all about. That is until crazy Aunt Bertha and Uncle Jimbo invade your house and make you wonder if the local university's genetic department has heard about this duo. Because, surely if they had, a new species would have been found. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Everybody has 'em. So don't feel alone. 'Tis the season for them to come out of hiding.
Secondly, this is perhaps the oldest of old questions that has never been answered- white lights, colored lights or blue and green lights? I think that any color is fine. It's your personal preference. What is not fine however, are displays which include all of the above. With the one dimensional red velvet bows that you buy at WalMart. I will be glad to make your bows. Just ask me. I guess that if I could start any non-profit organization it would be called "RSVP"- Remove Stupid Velvet Props. That would entail all velvet props- Elvis photos, red bows, etc.
The next oldest question...How long should we leave the lights out? Alright, down here we take them down before the new year. Down yonder...they leave them up for another year. So, what could the folks who didn't hear the "decorating etiquette" rules have been doing? Clearly, buying one dimensional red velvet bows.
What do we suthner's do if we are not thrilled with our gifts that we are so graciously given? Well, go to Wal Mart on December 26th and you'll know. As you all know, I hate WalMart. Can't help it. I'm a pharmacist there 8 days out of the month. But the whole experience doesn't jive with me. And if you go there on December 26th, or any other day for that matter, you'll know why.
There is a fine line between tacky and creative. And I'm not talking about decorations here. I'm talking about Christmas sweaters. Oh...sweaters. With turtlenecks. Wear one and you will become the "Old Maid" that you used to stare at and wonder why she never got married and had kids. Well, that's why. And she probably had a pair of gold shoes and denim jumper too. Nunca, nada, nope, heck no. Don't do it.
So that's it. My thoughts on a Southern Christmas.
Tiffany you crack me up!!! Last year we took our tree down I believe in February, LOL. Some neighboors were betting on when we were going to take it down. Others thought it was a Brazilian tradition to leave it up forever. If only they knew it was just me being lazy, LOL.
Posted by: Missy Fromm | December 22, 2008 at 06:00 AM