A merry happy to all who celebrate. And a bah humbug to all who celebrate that instead.
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For many years, my favorite holiday tradition has been Christmas Day dinner. It’s a purposeful mish-mash. The family has some sort of protein but for the rest of the meal, we put the other parts (appetizer and drink, side dish one, side dish two, and dessert) into a hat and each pick one out. Then, anything goes! We never discuss what we’re making with each other. We just head to the grocery store on Christmas Eve, and go our separate ways, filling the cart with any and all ingredients under the sun. On Christmas Day everyone makes their dish and we see what we end up with. Some years are delicious and successful. Some years are just a fun experiment.Â
This year, we’re pushing back this tradition to later in the week due to an expanding family and new commitments. But in the spirit of this tradition, I offer you this mish-mash from holiday songs and movies (and maybe an inside joke or two) for this day. Merry happy to all.
I’ll be home for
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight!
Bye Buddy! Hope you find your dad!
We’re Marley and Marley oooOOOOoooo.
Ho. Ho. Ho. You’ll shoot your eye out kid.Â
I’m gettin’ nuttin for Christmas.
Your prostate is a mess.
Don’t blow away.
Christmas bells are ringing. Christmas bells are ringing.
Yukon Cornelius can still get it
but I’m seeing someone in wrapping
I'd rather have it thirty
Twenty, ten, five and let it freeze!
Oh, some like it hot, but I like it really hot.
It’s beginning to look a lot likeÂ
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
At the Christmas party hop
It must have been a part of some great design
Tonight my parents learned about the following things:
On bourbon, on vodka, on scotch, and on gin
Take me back, let the North Pole dancing begin
Everyone is traumatized by Christmas
Wouldn’t you look different if you’d swallowed a watch?
Love, you didn’t do right by me.Â
I've got a phobia of being beheaded - and heights, and speed, and reindeer, and buttons.
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
I wouldn’t touch you with a 99 ½ foot pole.Â
Another verse started and I said Jesus Christ out loud.
Everything is hunky dunky!
Have yourself aÂ
Merry Christmas Charlie Brown!
Monday, December 21, 2020
Tuesday December 22, 2020
Extra dirty vodka martini, thank you.
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
I feel like this would make a great hat.
Thursday, December 24, 2020
Do you see what I see?
Friday, December 25, 2020
This is how to Christmas in my book.
Saturday, December 26, 2020
The aftermath of a few drinks and watching and singing through Rent late into Christmas night.
Sunday, December 27, 2020
Why am I so serious? I think I was just about to do a movie night. Look lively, Sam!
Everyone was treated to the story of the year Kmart saved my dad’s ass. You. are. welcome.