My earliest memories of Christmas are blue - our living room was blue, we had blue glass balls on our tree, and the light that shone through the hole in the back wall of our nativity set's stable was also blue. It seems to me the lights on the Christmas display at our church was blue, too. They had three trees set up at the front of the church and a big nativity set and I think all the lights were blue. It was so beautiful, and it is still the model I have in my head when I decorate my own home for Christmas.
DOH readers, if you have a Christmas memory you'd like to share, please chime in. If not, sit back and enjoy The Living Voices with "I'll Have a Blue Christmas".
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Since we share a brain, you know all my Christmas memories ... so I'll just sit back and enjoy ... and shed a tear or two!!
ReplyDeleteOh, darn, now you know who I am!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI figured out who you were from the millions of comments you leave all over the internet every day.
ReplyDeleteAlso, don't forget that I wasn't around for the first couple of decades of your life.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of nativity scenes and memories, you've gone and jogged one of mine- setting up the creche on Christmas eve, jostling with my brothers over who gets to set up what figurine while Mom and Dad read the Christmas story aloud. My favourite was the ass (tellingly, I know)- a little donkey with a busted ear.
ReplyDeleteIt's a pleasure to come here where Christmas is still Christmas. "Winter holiday" be damned, and a very merry Christmas to you Mrs. B., and Mrs. P. also. All the best to you and yours in the New Year.
My favorite nativity piece was the ass, too! But I try to tell myself that it was because of my love of horses. Thanks to the generosity of a much beloved elder sister, I have the privilege of owning the nativity set with which I grew up. The donkey isn't broken, but there are a couple of sheep with missing legs. (Lamb-putees? Sorry, I couldn't resist.)
ReplyDeleteThank you for commenting, Mr. Witko. A very Merry Christmas to you, too, and a happy and blessed new year.
Kolya, I read your piece about donating toys the other day. I tried to leave a comment, but something in computerland wasn't working that day, and it didn't register. You are a saint under all that salty language. Don't try to deny it.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas.
Oh, and by the way, Mrs. B, this is just plain scary (though it shouldn't be, what with shared brians and all...): The other day I was thinking about what a great video it would make on our blog to have a montage/slide show of old family photos to the tune of one of the selections from that very album. Maybe someday...when I figure out how to make videos. Maybe Anonymous could help with her fancy Mac photo computer progam thingamabob.
ReplyDeleteNo, it IS scary, because about half an hour ago, I was thinking of the same thing. I was listening to the Living Voices while I did my Christmas baking and thinking what a lovely accompaniment it would make to a slide show of Christmas photos. Then I began to wonder what would be the most efficient way of getting said photos into digital form. In this digital age, there must be some kind of portable mimeograph machine that can hook up to your iENIAC, no?
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