in the coming year, lets try something shall we?
you know the feeling that you get occasionally that takes you back to a time of childhood excitement and unbounded love for the simplest of things?
the feeling we used to get, and some still get, when we anticipate christmas is what i`m talking about.
i know that i have unapologetically criticised the commercialisation of christmas and the social control mechanisms of scaring children and banckrupting adults well into spring, but i`m talking about the essential feel of family, friends and time spent together.
forget he gifts, the malls and parking and stressed out shoppers...that time passed once the shops shut on christmas eve...i`m talking about making gingerbreat houses and cooking turkey and well, just generally being together with people you care about.
my wife thinks i`m a scrooge, and i can see her point...because i`ve been focussing on the negative aspects of crass commercialism and miserable types in cars rushing around last-minute to get their ungfrateful family their demands met. (shit, there i go again).
so my wife (or should i say i finally caught myself and made a decision to change) finally showed my the best part of christmas and i joined in and made gingerbread houses with my step-daughter and her boyfriend, and the vodka helped.
so what i thought we might try is to do this sort of thing more often. not that it has to be gingerbread but it needs to be family, friends or merely celebrating what it means to be excited in a child-like way.
or we can go back to the alternative.