Why this is the best holiday:
Corn bread – it’s so good as dressing, stuffing, muffins, even for breakfast as a corn meal pancake.
Planes, Trains, & Automobiles (1987 film) – Steve Martin & John Candy can’t get home. Ever been there? Ever said “If I ever get home I’m going to nail my feet to the ground”?
Hanging out in a warm kitchen (where the action is) while the slack-jawed stare at the boob-tube.
No pressure to get meaningful gifts. Bring what you enjoy and share.
Eat, relax, have dessert, walk – but not too far, get warm, TV, eat, relax, repeat.
Long distance phone calls are a convenient escape hatch. Most people are available for the call and are mellowed-out too!
Holidays are just starting so Santa & his minions have yet to be overdone.
This year I woke up to “Little Drummer Boy” on my clock radio alarm – before Halloween. I said before Halloween!
I changed the alarm before I did anything else that morning.
Now I wake safely to a CD.
Pah-rum-pum-pum-pum on that October morning was worse than the morning the station was playing “Tie a Yellow Ribbon” when the alarm went off. Both times I had to tell myself “this shouldn’t ruin your day”.
Two sets of prose supporting the theory
“why this is the best holiday”:
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
. . . (see comments)
– John Keats. 1795–1821
Got my ticket, grabbed my load.
Conductor done yelling all aboard.
Find a seat and rare way back.
Watch this train going down the track.
Bring it on home.