Riu Riu Chiu
It's sad when houses take down their holiday decorations, cities remove the festive street lights and malls take down the garland. "Okay, people. Time to let everything look ugly again."
This week is the least wonderful time of the year.
In response to my question of whether I am the only Jew who likes Christmastide, Amy sent me this article by a Jewish woman who likes Christmas sweaters. (My friendship with Christmas stops short of those cheesy sweaters — blech!)
Anyway, I'm comfortable walking around malls decorated for Christmas. I like the front-yard light displays. And I love the music.
But when the actual religion comes into play, that's another matter. The virgin birth of Jesus? Sigh. That's when it's time for me to leave and think about college football bowl games.
This week is the least wonderful time of the year.
In response to my question of whether I am the only Jew who likes Christmastide, Amy sent me this article by a Jewish woman who likes Christmas sweaters. (My friendship with Christmas stops short of those cheesy sweaters — blech!)
Anyway, I'm comfortable walking around malls decorated for Christmas. I like the front-yard light displays. And I love the music.
But when the actual religion comes into play, that's another matter. The virgin birth of Jesus? Sigh. That's when it's time for me to leave and think about college football bowl games.
Comments
I like the lights, too. Garland is lost on me. Different strokes for different folks.
I find the lingering Christmas decorations more depressing myself.
I once saw them introduced during a Christmas special as "Four voices that sound like a million."
Some things stick with you.