So popular were its frequent airings on cable stations that Turner Broadcasting began showing it marathon-style - “24 Hours of A Christmas Story” - in 1997. Little regarded upon its initial theatrical release in November 1983, it has since become a holiday television staple in households across the country. One of the movies in the holiday rotation is A Christmas Story. (That didn’t sound quite right, but I’m leaving it in.) Am I really the same person who used to go to Primus concerts with dyed blue-black hair ( Manic Panic!) and army surplus pants tucked into shin-high black boots? I did scrupulously avoid the mosh pit, so I guess I was always kind of soft. I am a world-class putterer, and lately I’ve taken to doing it with my half-moon reading glasses perched on the end of my nose. I say “having it on” instead of “watching,” because it’s usually just atmospheric background to my reading, computer gaming, or puttering around the house.
Cheesy variety specials, Christmas episodes of sitcoms, classic movies, you name it. Having a bunch of Christmas-themed stuff on the TV. Making a shepherd’s pie at some point in December (usually between the 20th and 23rd).ĥ. Any sooner and it dries up no matter how carefully I check the water level, any later and why bother?Ĥ. (Real) Christmas tree acquired and decorated on whatever weekend is closest to December 10. This is often something I really have to force myself to do, tearing myself away from my fireside end of the sofa, my book, and the muted football game on TV to clamber around on a rickety ladder and almost plummet to a paralyzing injury at intervals that come closer together as the years roll on.ģ. Christmas lights on the house no later than the Sunday after Thanksgiving (weather permitting). But as soon as the dishes are cleared away, I consider it open season for “Good King Wenceslas.” The Christmas Spotify playlist is usually on the car stereo driving home from Thanksgiving dinner.Ģ. No Christmas music until after Thanksgiving. However, the following five remain pretty iron-clad.ġ.
I’ve grown more long-winded in my website pieces, and more lax in observing many of my old traditions.
I’m always suspicious of people who claim to have no holiday traditions, although mine tend more towards “personal holiday observances, usually based around specific dates, that no one else really participates in.” I wrote about a bunch of them in some of my very first entries on this website, spreading them over three 2008 entries at a total length that would barely be half of a single 2020s-era entry.
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