Like many of you, we are big fans of conifers. But, I was thinking that the true spirit of the holiday ain’t really so bad after all, as long as it’s a faithful and positive celebration of the message.
And the more I think about it, it is kind of sad that it’s been re-purposed by some other group just because riding on the coattails of the initial’s popularity will give it legs. Anyway, we still wrap presents with one hand, but with the other hand this year we’re aiming to be more solemn. So, with that in mind, I made this holy-day greeting from us to you:
And remember, don’t wolf down your holiday meal in one gulp, it’ll only give you problems.
Seriously though…Solstice was reappropriated centuries ago. Even your great great great great grandparents can’t claim that they remember the good old days before Christmas involved Christ. Get over it ;)
Our Christmas card this year was a festively Photoshopped scene in which I was dressed up as Snow Miser and my husband as Heat Miser (from the Rankin-Bass creepfest Year Without A Santa Claus). It ended up looking more like me as an undead Carol Channing and him as a sunburnt “Barf” from Spaceballs.
[size=2]I hope it didn’t scare anyone’s children…it was really scary.[/size]
I didn’t mean that it’s not true that it’s scary, I meant that it’s not true that you don’t want to scare children.
Edit: Chick, where are my goddamn smileys?! Until we get them back (or, alternately, until I get my avatar), I’ll just substitute forbidden non-Amish-approved risque images like the Alizee gif, or maybe Jessica shooting you with her Sexy Beam…