Monday, December 9, 2013

Five Minute Florida: If Only in My Dreams

I've decided that there are aspects to my experiences in the Sunshine State that I won’t be able or might forget to cover in my regular posts. To deal with that problem, I've decided to create shorter segments entitle Five Minute Florida. Basically, I’ll take whatever topic I’d like to cover, write as much as I can in five minutes, and write one of these shorter segments as often as I can. It gives me the chance to write more often, and hopefully, it’ll bring some more regular readership to my blog. Today’s topic: Christmastime.

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Regardless of what the Christmas season really means to you personally, most people have the same general idea of the sights and sounds that remind them the holiday season is once again descending upon us, earlier and earlier every year it seems. Personally, I don’t think Christmas carols should be sung, eggnog drank, or Christmas Vacation watched until after Thanksgiving. Corporate America seems to believe just the opposite, suggesting Christmas sales and the holiday season should start some short number of hours after we sing “Auld Lang Syne”, but I digress…

You can put Santa hats on
seahorses all you want, but
that doesn't make it Christmas.
Christmas trees, twinkly lights, snow, and all those things that show “it’s beginning to look a lot like", well, you know, mean a little less in a warmer climate, at least to someone who grew up in a much more frigidly-winter, December environment. I mean, when it’s warm and sunny enough to be on your motorcycle on December 8 and you’re used to wearing three layers just to go check the mail, it just doesn't feel like Christmas. I don’t care how many lights you put up, Christmas isn't supposed to be comfortable. It’s supposed to be cold, miserable, gloomy, and bleak, said the grumpy old man (that’s me), whose heart could use growing three sizes this week. It’s not quite time to start saying “Mele Kalikimaka”, but it’s close! 

Still, it’s the only real difference I can find between Christmas here and Christmas in WV, a humid Christmas versus a frosty Christmas. The local downtown area, the local parks, homes around the neighborhood, and all the stores are decked out for the season. I still hear all the same Christmas tunes everywhere I go. No matter what I do, though, it just doesn't seem like Christmas. To be honest, this has been a building concern for a few years. It may just be due to the fact that I’m getting older and I don’t have any kids to keep the spirit alive like I once did myself, but whatever the reason, Christmas seems to have lost some of the magic it once held over me.

I've decorated the apartment. I've got all my Christmas LPs out, and I’m even currently enjoying one compilation as I type. I've got Christmas cards ready to be personalized. I've even had some Peppermint Bark! Plus, Disney (where I’m now working part-time…blog post to come in the future) is all about the Christmas season, and they have been since early in November. Maybe a trip to the Magic Kingdom (as a guest) would get me in the spirit. It’s the park that most gets into the holiday season as I remember growing up with it. There’s also a winter wonderland festival at the local fair grounds next weekend that might help to dispel my humbug.

Also, it doesn't help being so far away from family and friends. I’m planning on making a trip home for the holidays, but I’m not sure when, yet. I’m definitely looking forward to reconnecting with people! You don’t realize how long three and a half months is until you’re far from everything you've ever known. I’m not going to be able to be there on Christmas, though, because I wasn't able to get that week off work 100%.  Until then, my work with Christmas cards and some good Christmas jams will have to hold me over. So, in case I don't get to see you, I wish you and yours the very merriest of Christmases, and the happiest of New Years. 


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