It aint christmas at my house until wither the cats or the children knock over the christmas tree. I also enjoy the classics and enjoy seeing the coca cola polar bears on tv. Unfortunatly, my son is intent on watching "Mickey's once upon a chistmas" instead of frosty, but we';; try to squeeze both in.

Egg nog. Gallons of egg nog, with brandy. Bread pudding and fruitcake cookies. But I must add Nightmare Before Christmas to the list of movie traditions.

hahaha!
i just imagined myself singing. i´m as musical as a chainsaw!
hopefully there will be at least a little snow in the next days.
i love watching ski-competitions on tv and they will rerun a lot of swedish and czech children films from my childhood.
and not to forget our tradition: "the court jester"!

Baking. Gotta bake. Anything. These last few years, my strategy to not gain weight is, I bake stuff I don't like to eat. It kind of works. But that says it all: It's not about the eating. It's about the baking. My friends don't yet run in the other direction when they see me coming with a Gladware holiday container, but the day is coming. Want some cookies?

It's not Christmas until the Mannheim Steamroller album that someone gave us has made its appearance on our CD player, and we've admitted to secretly really liking it. It's also not Christmas until I've bought and then lost (i.e. "put in a safe place") presents for most of the family, causing a mad dash on Christmas Eve to find replacements...and then it's really Christmas when I find the original presents while cleaning out the closets in the middle of August.

For me, Christmas doesn't really begin until I've watched White Christmas,,,,a couple of times. Ditto Mannheim Steamroller (except I have all of their cds and love them).

Putting together the goodies for my girl's (22 & 24) stockings is the best part of Christmas for me and for them. Regular presents are great, but the stocking is where all the good stuff is!

Christmas isn't Christmas without:

My mom threatening never to make my dad's favorite cookies again because they're a pain. Consequently, my dad threatens anybody who is caught eating them, because they are his precious, precious gems that must be savored.

Stuffed Christmas stockings - my aunt knitted mine out of yarn that has just expanded over the years. It's probably about a yard long, and my parents always dutifully filled it to the brim.

Christmas movies - "Jingle all the Way" is a favorite. We always watch the marathon of "A Christmas Story" on TBS until we can't stand it any more.

And not so much a Christmas as a New-Years-Christmas-Holdover tradition, but my parents and our neighbors and all the kids would get together and watch "Pee Wee's Christmas Special" on New Year's Eve. The children are horrified, the parents are amused.

This year is my first Christmas away from my parents, though. Stupid real world and its lack of vacation days. Since it's just me and my husband, I guess we'll be developing our own Christmas traditions now : )

Foodwhore you bring joy to my day. If you can fit in watching Bad Santa I shall have returned a little of the favour.

* Pumpkin pie. Made by Mom, savored by all.
* Baking. By me, given to friends (who, surprisingly still talk to me afterwards!).
* Leaving a big tip (or two, or three). We like to eat out during the holidays, and I like to say thank you to the wait staff.

Thank you Foodwhore. Your blog's brought me much merryment this year. It's nice to know I'm not the only one out there with hidden thoughts of murder and destruction from my day job & life in general. Thinking such thoughts alone such thoughts are considered dysfunctional; when shared in a group - it's considered therapy. ;)

It's not Christmas without "It's a Wonderful Life" and "A Christmas Story" and my sweet potato biscuits with Mom's country ham followed by copious amounts of vodka and cranberry with a splash of Grand Marnier.

'tis the Season..

Happy Ho Ho FW, and a fantastic New Year!

I second Rebecca's Thank You Food Whore... I, too, have those thoughts on an hourly basis and sometimes it makes me feel bad. NOT!!! I have found much amusement out of your blog this year. I'm thankful that my friend stumbled upon you. We SO want to meet you! I swear that you are not real and that my friend Ty writes this blog.... He turns "Tricks" as well, so we know where you are coming from. Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays - whichever you prefer..

Going to Grandma's house for a day of pizza and baking cookies. (and eating the dough!) My mother threatens bodily harm if I don't come home with at least two large containers of almond cresents. Also, I like to watch The Nightmare Before Christmas, The Grinch (cartoon), Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol and Charlie Brown.

It cracks me up that this must be your busiest time of year, yet you are posting faster than ever, you mad woman you! And the comments are coming faster too. It's not Christmas without A Christmas Story (tbs marathon supplemented with commercial-less vhs showings) and Ray Coniff and the Ray Coniff Singers record/cassette/cd. Because you're not truly a badass until your back up singers are named after you. And opening one gift on xmas eve. And, of course, begging the parents to let you open more.

The Griswalds and the Baileys. Fried danish on Christmas morning and Old Tom's liquor, with Gayla Peevee in the background singing "I want a hippopotamus for Christmas".

Good times.

Trans Siberian Orchestra and "A Christmas Story" 'cause I'm from Cleveland, baby. "Ralphie! I can't move my arms!"