It’s already December 3rd, and I have yet to find my Christmas muse. Not sure where she went off to this year, but I haven’t been able to find her. Maybe it’s because we don’t have our Christmas tree up yet. I usually have it up earlier, and the warm glow of the lights gets me in the mood to write Christmas tales. I guess I should get it up tonight and see if it helps. I’ve thought of a few tales to tell, but they all seem trite to me in some way or another.
Maybe I’ll start with a good Christmas comedy. That always gets me in the holiday spirit. Think about it – people who don’t normally spend every day together are often forced into a house not meant for such a crowd, and sometimes for days! Yes, I’m talking about family gatherings! It’s usually a comedy of errors when that happens. Food disasters, lighting faux paux, Gramma Gracie having one too many hot totties and tipping over the Christmas tree, Billy having to share a room with Grandpa, who is a sleep walker. The poor kid is too scared to sleep because of last year’s catastrophe. Uncle Bob, the world’s worst re-gifter. Ah yes, Christmas.
I think I’m starting to get into the spirit now. I guess this year I’m just not willing to give up summer yet. That’s the biggest part of the problem, I think. I want to still be fishing in the warm sunshine and driving around with my sunroof open. But alas, winter is setting in and a light blanket of snow is already covering the ground. At least we have the beauty and feeling of the holidays to help us make that transition into the depths of winter. Light a candle, string some lights, grab a cup of hot chocolate or pumpkin spice cappuccino, and remember the real reason for the season.
Things are starting to look better already. Hey, Christmas muse! There you are!
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
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