I love when Christmas Time Is Here. I've been dreaming of a White Christmas since July, and now that it's December, It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like Christmas ... finally. Fortunately, I'll Be Home for Christmas.
I hope this year will be better than last, when, as you may recall, Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer. She's almost recovered and wants to help us Deck the Halls with boughs of holly. Thank goodness our nephew is a dentist. Grandma keeps reminding us that "All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth."
Rudy is Up on the House Top right now putting up lights -- something he usually waits to do until the night before Christmas. He keeps saying that I'm Getting Nuttin' for Christmas, which, of course, I don't believe. But that hasn't stopped me from telling him "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch." If he keeps that up, he'll be lucky if I give him some mistletoe and ivy. For all I know, he thinks I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas. What I really want is some Pretty Paper.
Because the kids will be Home for the Holidays, I've been spending a lot of time at the mall. Now that they're older, I use a Grown-Up Christmas List. Finding the right gifts has been tough. I Wonder as I Wander down the store aisles whether I'll be able to find anything. I Saw Three Ships, models, of course, that might look nice on a shelf and a toy drum for Greg, The Little Drummer Boy grandson of ours! And of course, I'm hoping there will be Snow for Johnny so that he'll be able to test the sled that Santa's bringing him. I'm thrilled they will be staying with us for the next two weeks. It would have been a Blue Christmas without them. We really didn't want to be Lonely This Christmas, and we won't be.
Do You Hear What I Hear the Weather Channel is saying? We're supposed to have temperatures in the 80s this month! Do They Know It's Christmas? As far as I'm concerned, Let It Snow. I'm glad the kids will be here, because, as they say, There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays. Besides, there's No Room at the Inn, and even if there were, they'd have to drive Over the River and Through the Woods to get to it. I guess that's typical for a Tennessee Christmas.
On Christmas Eve, we plan to have chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Grandma's punch recipe will, no doubt, make it a Holly Jolly Christmas.
Construction on the extension finally was completed last week, and I don't mind bragging that our new living room addition is so big that it wouldn't surprise me if Rudy and I will have room to do the Two Step 'Round the Christmas Tree! It brings back memories of Christmases past. Seems like only yesterday when Robby ran down the stairs to tell his cousins that "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus." That was the year we decorated the tree with Silver Bells and Silver and Gold ornaments. Rudy's broken arm was healed by then, and he was able to Hang Up the Baby's Stocking. It was a Wonderful Christmas Time.
This year, Rudy and I plan to take the little ones downtown for the annual holiday festivities here, including a visit to Jolly Old St. Nicholas. I really look forward to that. It was my father's custom, and now it's mine. Remember that Little Fir Tree in the village square? It's now 48 feet high!
I know you've said you look forward to enjoying a Quiet Christmas, and there's something to be said for having a Silent Night, but we wish you'd consider coming here instead of spending Christmas in Killarney. After all, It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year, especially when you can share it with friends, and everyone knows that at one time or another, We Need a Little Christmas.
My goodness! I didn't realize it's already Past Three O'Clock. Look, Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, and think about visiting us soon. In fact, What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?