I was bragging a few posts ago about how absolutely beautiful and lovely my paint chip wall calendar is, so I’ll lead off with that one.
Here it is! Very pretty, very bright, very beautiful. Even more perfect than the 2016 one.
In fact, I’m almost a bit sad that I didn’t switch over to it in August (because it goes from August 2016-December 2017) much as I love the version that is one my wall now (but the dreary December palate is really bumming me out). Continue reading “Numbered Days; Pretty Calendars”
I started a post on fluff books as Christmas presents but was overwhelmed b the number of options that hit me, so I’m just doing a links post for now! I hope your holiday days are going well. My plans for the evening involve replacing my lost library card and buying myself some Christmas magazines. I’ll let you know which ones I pick in a few days. Continue reading “Links: Tidings of Comfort and Joy”
Pictured: My stocking and Dad’s stocking with Mom’s substitute stocking in the middle (her traditional one is getting a tad delicate).
My stocking is the best stocking ever because my Mom sewed it around the time I was born. It’s also kind of obnoxiously large compared to my parents’. Dad has a small pharaoh-themed one because he spent a lot of time in Egypt in his twenties. Mom’s is old and scraggly and red with peeling glitter glue that spells her name. It’s quite lovely, really.
I decorated the whole tree today to surprise them when they get back from work, and also as some much-needed post fans therapy. It’s the worst thing about college finals. I don’t like Christmas nearly so much as I love the lead up and anticipation and carols and crowds and whole season. So now I’m going for full on immersion.
And don’t worry, I’m not neglecting my pleasure reading! I’ve already finished With Borges by Alberto Manguel today (recommended) and was inspired to add many similar books to my To Read list (currently an overstuffed 436).
But back to stockings! I remember when I was little there was always the wonderfulness of unearthing from my stocking handfuls of gelt, fruit, and delicious Hershey Kisses. One of the worst things about growing up, or at least the particular way in which I grew up, and my struggles with anorexia, was the loss of this happiness. We have to let go of a lot of things as we get older, because things change and sometimes because we change.
But thankfully there are still little treats that can make you smile. For someone like me, I think the following little odds and ends are nice ideas. Continue reading “Stocking Stuffers for a Girl like Me”
(I edited the Christmas Specials list to include Trading Places with Eddie Murphy- not sure how I forgot about that one! I am amiss!)
But I’ve finished my finals- finished the last one 4 hours and twenty minutes ago as of right now and I’m celebrating with a blog post and not lighting up because of who I am as a person even though I’m going home (!) and marijuana is legal there now (!).
It’s time to enjoy my respite from not-numbing-enough anxiety and round the clock studying to bathe in the golden and bedecked rampant consumerism that is one of my favorite things about Christmas. I really liked gifts. Both getting and giving. If I don’t think too much about the whole confusion that is the nature of the reciprocity social contract. But it’s kind of okay on my side because I tend to be the kind of person who, no matter what, will get the best present for someone in any given circumstance. It’s okay to hate me. Continue reading “My Xmas Wishlist”
Here’s the fun one where I get to seem like an ignoramus. Yes, I do know that these songs are not original to the tv specials. Some of them are. Those are the worse ones. But there’s a whole host of snappy songs that I was introduced to via Christmas specials watched at home or on ABC’s 25 Days of Christmas (is that still a thing?) and those are maybe, for me, the closest to my young child heart because they’re the ones that young child me loved.
Even if as I got a little older I realized that ‘If you sit on my lap today, a kiss a toy is the price you pay’ is not an okay lyric under any circumstances. But when you’re little you’re just like, yeah okay, all smiles here! Creepy ginger man from the woods in strange clothes has toys!
And I’m seriously debating having this be the closing entry in this series. I don’t really like more popular/current Christmas songs (like WHAM’s Last Christmas, etc.) but there are a few that I enjoy… I don’t know? Maybe I’ll tack them on at the end here. Continue reading “Christmas Music: TV Specials”
I may have insinuated that Frank Sinatra and Nat King Cole were on my naughty list in the last post (ahhh, the seasonal jokes, so terrible), but I actually enjoy them in the right moment and the right frame of mind. Also, if you haven’t watched David Bowie and Bing Crosby duet then you have not truly lived. And there are modern crooners too (looking at you, Buble). Those people whose suave sentimentality is really annoying until you’re in the mood for it and then ah, my heart, so earnest, so pure!
So are we ready? Hold onto your hearts 😛 Continue reading “Christmas Music: Crooners”
I’m a big fan of Christmas/holiday music and my favorite category has to be more traditional choral stuff. You know, where you take little boys and make them sing together and then chuck them out when their voices start cracking so that they can begin bootcamp for King’s College Choir.
So actually very traditional and staid, rather than good old family tunes like Santa Claus is Coming to Town or whatever Frank Sinatra or Nat King Cole you want to wedge in here. Not that those aren’t good. I love those too. But maybe a little less? Anyway, a brief rundown (because we’re still in finals period!) of my favorite somewhat antediluvian Christmas songs. Continue reading “Christmas Music: Traditional”