The Holidays are Here December/ January is near

Well here it is. December. The end of the year, and I'll get to that, but also the month that gives us Santa, Rudolph, and presents.

It's so weird to all of a sudden hear Christmas music.

I was in a store and the music playing was all 'I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus' and I said something to the clerk. She said they'd been playing stuff like that for a while. If you're young, it's no big deal, but if you're of a certain age you remember when you got through Thanksgiving before you heard that. Now? You're lucky if you get past Halloween before the Christmas decorations go up and holiday music starts a 'playing.

And I sound like a cranky old man.

But this is the month of many holidays-Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, the Feast of the Three Kings, New Year's Eve and of course, Christmas. My two twins are now 15, so Santa and the reindeer are different now. I remember the days of naughty and nice, and it seemed like every December they turned into good little boys. With an eye on toys.

Ah, the days of writing letters, addressing the North Pole, leaving cookies and milk under the tree for Santa and maybe something for his reindeer.

How does that old song go? "Memories sweeten through the ages just like wine."

On to today and dealing with my kids asking me what I want for Christmas. I'll let you in on a little secret: after a while you've gotten every present imaginable, and nowadays if you want something, you just buy it yourself. How about a Sports Illustrated almanac for Dad? I love statistics and I love opening it up to any page and just reading.

You know where it goes.

Happy Dad.

I've already seen antlers on cars and houses festively decorated. Some decorations are simple and ornate. Some people decorate their houses like a jet is landing nearby and the runway is this way.

Get ready for office Christmas parties. I mention them because this year my daughter, Kayla, is singing at hers. No deal, little deal, or big deal? Kinda a big deal because she lives in Elay and works for the company that does sets for concerts and shows like "The Voice." So nerves, they be a'rattlin'.

I've listened to more songs for her...

Okay, the end of the year. Remember we're gonna party like it's 1999? That seemed so far off and now it's way back there. It's soon to be 2018, people! There are folks in college who were infants when the century changed.

Also having moved here, I'm used to hearing songs about snow or things like White Christmas. But if you were born here and have grown up here, it must be odd hearing things like that in a place where it doesn't snow. And your idea of a white Xmas is a white sand beach, like Clearwater or St. Pete two (2) of the 10 best beaches.

Just saying.

Last thing. My daughter out West is coming here for Christmas and everyone is excited. She asked me what I want for Christmas and I told her, "You're my present." She told me, I always say that.

It's true.

Happy Holidays:
Merry Christmas, everybody, Merry Christmas.
Happy Kwanaza
Happy Hanukkah Happy & prosperous New Year!

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