Parishioners pushing for carols before you digested your turkey?
Organist refusing to play Advent hymns because he/she already has them planned for Lessons & Carols?
Find yourself reading Luke and thinking of a variety of ways to tell Linus where to stick it? (Lights please.)
this quick and easy Friday Five is for you! And for those of you with a
more positive attitude, have no fear. I am sure more sacred and
reverent Friday Fives will follow.
Please tell us your least favorite/most annoying seasonal….
1) dessert/cookie/family food — I’m afraid that in this era of "Don’t Let’s Call It a Diet," most of the holiday foods sound like a challenge, more because I love them than because I don’t. So I guess I’ll have to say EVERYTHING!!!
But seriously…fruitcake. Never touched it, never will.
2) beverage (seasonal beer, eggnog w/ way too much egg and not enough nog, etc…) — Last year I was really enjoying the Eggnog Latte at Star$$$$$. Now I know how many calories and grams of fat it has. I hates it, precious.
Which is all very strange, since I think the real eggnog is gross.
3) tradition (church, family, other) — At our annual family event, where the kids sing and recite and play instruments, my nephew has been assigned the task of reading "Twas the Night Before Christmas." And although he has been doing it for many years, and he is a senior in high school and a bright boy, there has been no improvement in his delivery. And when it’s being read in a monotone, that is one long story.
4) decoration — Those blow-up Santas and other Christmas-themed decorations in people’s yards are awful. They scare me.
Although I did get a kick out of seeing the Abominable in someone’s yard last year. But don’t tell the Taste Police, okay?
5) gift (received or given) — A few years ago the kids gave their father a beautiful basket full of posh household items and books and CDs. They felt badly because it was the first year they had spent Christmas morning only with me after spending it only with him the prior year. (We had done it together for many years.) I went all out in helping them gather these charming items, and we spared little expense. Even the basket was useful, a good-looking wicker laundry basket. Among the little items was a little gadget you run across the counter or tablecloth to pick up crumbs.
The next year he gave it to me. I didn’t think it was funny.
(The tiny plum pudding we pass back and forth every year? Very, very funny.)
BONUS: SONG/CD that makes you want to tell the elves where to stick it. "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer." Makes my skin crawl every time.
You don’t have to be a RevGal to play. If Christmas is already on your last nerve, feel free to join in!