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“Livin’ The Dream” Dad has gathered the detritus of joy
into a handy garbage bag. It’s time
to exhale.
bows and silly hats. small town living everyone’s dream.
As December winds down, and
And from the dawn of December And what small towns they are, extraneous decor is stored away for
we are exhorted, at every turn, to filled with lovely people serving
another year, our homes suddenly
be “merry.” Merriment is a bit of homespun wisdom and freshly appear larger. Visiting relatives
a trick to pull off. Certainly for an baked cookies at every turn. Enough have packed their bags and tearfully
entire month. And what a month extravagant Christmas decorations
departed, taking their children with
it is! We are bombarded with appear, miraculously, to startle them.
expectations of happy children, anyone who has ever juggled a real
January.
congenial family gatherings, and municipal budget.
decked halls. It’s an odd meshing Yes, reality is supposed to be Back to school, and diets, and
By Janeen Wagemans of Norman Rockwell and Charles rules, and routines.
suspended in December. That
Dickens. definitely includes budgets as every Glorious January when news is
December, let’s face it, is a bit
Hallmark, as well, leads us down toy and gadget is dangled before our just news and not “tidings,” glad or
weird. It is a month filled with
odd clutter that, when added to the merry path of joy by suggesting dazzled eyes. otherwise. When Christmas carols
that the spirit of Christmas will have disappeared, miraculously and
the usual clutter, makes the house It’s a flurry of expectations gracing gratefully. When merriment is not
theoretically “cozy”. There’s a make our worries disappear and social media with smiling faces, ugly
tree. Weird enough on its own, but that true love will sort out the Christmas sweaters, and matching demanded, or even expected. When
grinchiest of grinches in short order. leftovers are at last dispatched.
then festooned with lights and an pyjamas.
odd accumulation of sparkly bits Much merriment, and tossing’s of And as fast as it appeared, it is When we are free to complain
snowballs, and drinking’s of hot about the weather.
that make it, (everyone says so) suddenly over. Mom is exhausted.
“magical.” It’s the season of red chocolate make the concept of When order is restored.
