What I’ve noticed about Christmas, as I’m hurtling towards middle age with alarming speed, is that it comes around earlier every year. The frenzied shoppers seem to be in the stores from the end of October and the Christmas music is blaring through sound systems early November. There is a shortage of car parks and the cues are longer, of course my definition of both these is from living in a country with the population of 4,405,200 so you’re probably yelling something like CUES! YOU WANT CUES! At your computer right about now.
As December is basically nominated ‘humor Mum month’, I take full advantage of it. I attend the Christmas Carols in the park complete with the mosquitoes as hopefully the temperatures are now soaring, and make everyone watch the Muppets Christmas Carol movie which is a tradition in my family.
I’ve noticed that two definite types of people emerge at Christmas; Bah humbugs and Christmas Fairy’s.
I morph into what my husband calls my demonic Christmas Fairy persona around mid November. I get a jingle bell ring tone and start planning my decorations and then spend a ridiculous amount of time in the shops looking at decorations and gifts, of which I usually buy far too many.
On December 1st I get my tree up, and I choose this date because although I whinge and harp, my family will not let me put it up any earlier. My two adult children are forced to be there and I get fruit mince pies (of which they hate but suffer loudly through) and wine and turn on the Christmas Carols (again I am rationed to playing them only on six allocated dates throughout December, Christmas Day being one of those). Hubby places the tree and then says ‘it’s all yours’ and sinks onto the couch to eat, drink and make loud suggestions on decoration placement, son haphazardly throws a few bits around then joins him. Daughter and I then make our tree a work of art, well nearly. I won’t throw any decorations away; therefore the hand prints and macaroni angels my children made when they were three still have to be placed on the tree, albeit around the back. I even have my parents’ first decorations that they tried to through out when my mother was going through her ‘classy Christmas tree phase,’ When we’re satisfied the tree can hold no more my son then settles Santa in his pride of place on the top.
Placement of the battery operated ‘Ho, Ho, Ho’ Santa, ‘Let it snow’ singing snow man and ‘We wish you a Merry Christmas’ complete with seven jingling gold bells, Moose takes time as often I find them relocated in a dark cupboard as December progresses.
Christmas, as you’ve probably guessed, is one of my favourite times of the year. It’s about spending time with the people I love. We laugh, eat and really talk each other which in this fast paced world we live in today is not something we do often. It’s about traditions and love and just being together.
I would love to hear your Christmas traditions or stories if you want to share them.
Have a wonderful and safe Holiday Season everyone. Merry Christmas!!
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Wendy Vella is a lover of all things romantic. She started reading her first Georgette Heyer book at a young age and instantly fell in love with the Regency era. Writing is something she has always found time for; she penned her first novel at eighteen though she says it will never make an appearance further than the closet in which it currently resides.
After having her two children Wendy then joined RWNZ and started honing her chosen craft by entering competitions with some success and attending conferences. Her Clendon and Readers Choice award-winning historical romance The Reluctant Countess will debut in Jan 2013 with Random House in their Loveswept line.
She has an addiction to reading and loves a wide range of genres while her first love will always be historical. She relishes novels steeped in Romance and excitement with feisty heroines and delicious heroes, especially when they are set amongst the treacherous waters of London society.
Wendy is a sucker for a happy ending having secured her own. She has been married to her own dark brooding hero for 28 years and shares her home with two wonderful children, two dogs and anyone else who happens to be visiting at the time. Born and raised in a rural area in the North Island of New Zealand, Wendy loves the beaches and lush green rolling hills of her homeland and is proud to call herself a very patriotic Kiwi!
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