O.K., kids. Trim your tree, light your menorah, slaughter the spotted goat, or whatever it is you do to get into a festive mood this season, and gather close so Auntie Cherry can spin you a tale of woe and despair.
Every year, like clockwork, the very second after midnight, I disappear like the frost in the light of dawn and in my place manifests Santa’s happiest little elf. Overflowing with the magic of the season, the elf busies itself with gleefully singing carols, decorating anything that will stand still with shiny sparklies, and spreading joy and Christmas cheer like a virulant strain of Malaria. But, alas, this year there is no joy in Whoville. The wonder excapes me and the ornaments have lost their luster. At least, I think they have. I haven’t even peaked into their box. This has the makings of the best Christmas ever, but it all looks kinda like a stiff routine.
So, Dopers, how do you bring back that holiday spirit?
This evening, I’m cleaning the house and drinking hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps. I guess that’s a start.
Great idea, Mr. Duck. Nothing like seeing some poor soul wearing a pink bunny suit to make one feel a little less grumpy.
…now where did I put my Official Little Orphan Annie Super Secret Decoder Ring?
You may be onto something there, cher. Last year at this time, I was working at a school and surrounded by cheery faces. The year before that, I was at college and surrounded by drunks (which everyone knows drunks will celebrate anything.) This year, I work in public assistance office and all I see is poverty. Of course it’s gonna be a little tougher to get in the spirit.
Thanks for kiddie story. So cute.
I knew I could count on the Dope to make me feel at least a little better. (Why does that sound odd?)
I have a sudden urge to buy myself a Red Ryder BB gun. No worries for mom about me putting my eye out though as I have polycarbonate shooting glasses with prescription inserts.
And FWIW I love that movie. Going to have to see it’s on DVD
[tangent]Last year Mr. Rilch worked on a movie that was directed by Peter Billingsley. You may not believe it, but he turned out to be pretty darn goodlooking. Not any threat to Russel Crowe, but that baby fat melted away to reveal good bones and a lean physique. Still blond, too.[/tangent]
My Xmas spirit comes from holiday songs. Seriously, I love Christmas music! Two years ago, I was working on December 23rd, bouncing around and singing an endless loop of “Feliz Navidad” until I was sent away. Be annoying and get off work early! Hey, I can live with that!
I usually put on my S.Claus suit & walk around outside. That is my power suit. People honk (so I can’t hear that sue me) & wave & children often come running with me running on the other direction…or I wear the suit to church.
I was thinking of an old trick when i saw the OP subject in which you put Cheerios in the toilet so the boys can shoot them as targets & pee in the toilet not on the floor.
