Saturday, December 12, 2015

My Five (So Far) Phases of Christmas

When I was much younger, I would notice that every year around Christmas time, my mother-in-law Priscilla would get, not quite melancholy, but pensive. When I would ask her about it she would just say that she was thinking about Christmases past. I never really understood it then, but I think I do now.

I was thinking, today, about all of the different Christmas seasons that I have had in my lifetime.

I think it started because we got a new, smaller tree this year. I have to transfer all of my ornaments onto this tree and I am thinking that I will not be able to fit all of them. We have some ornaments that go way back to Paul's grandparents' ornaments, ornaments that Paul bought at Rocky's (where he worked while he was in college) our first married Christmas, ornaments that the kids made for us and gave us over the years, some that I made in my craft years (that didn't last long), and now ornaments that we exchange every year with the family by picking names. In 1996 we went from a big tree to a table top tree. I tried to pick our favorite ornaments of every different type. We also have boxes of Christmas ornaments and decorations that we don't use anymore. It seems each year I put up less and less.

It came to me that I have had five phases of Christmas, so far.

Phase One is Christmases of my childhood. Most years it was at our house with everyone coming for the day, and my cousins coming for a few days. Sometimes we would go to wherever my Uncle Bob was pastoring.


1956









1957



1958



1965



1966




Phase Two was when I started dating Paul and our first couple of years together without children. Christmas was very romantic at that time. We were starting to gather our own Christmas decorations and traditions.



1967



1970 - Paul and my first married Christmas tree




1971


Phase Three was when we had little children. This was an exciting time - dressing them up and bringing them to church festivities and having them excited about Santa. We were still going to our families' houses for Christmas, and also traveling to Paul's aunts and uncles' homes, and also his Grandmother's family in the Boston area.



1974












1975




1976



Phase Four was when we started having Christmas at our house (I'm not positive but some time in the late 70's) and all that that entails - getting the house decorated, Christmas shopping for the kids for ourselves and also our families (they never knew what to buy the kids; it was just easier for me to do it), having dinner at our house, and then still visiting relatives on different days. It was a busy time, but I loved it. This phase also included having married children and grandchildren. Everyone still came for dinner; the house was still fully decorated even though we went to a smaller tree.



1979



1987



1992 Our $5 cut tree from someone's front yard




1992 What the tree looked like decorated - it was huge!




1994 Another $5 cut tree from the same yard




2004




2005




2005




2005



2007




2010



2011



Now, I feel like I am in Phase Five. Most of the older generation is gone, except for Paul's dad, and my aunt Dot. Mark and Janelle have taken over the holidays, for which I am grateful. They bought a house in the beginning of November 2012. I had Thanksgiving at my house that year, but then my Dad died in December, and they had Christmas at their house. Janelle's parents had been joining us for Christmas for quite a few years, and Stacia and I do a lot of the cooking but I don't have the meal and the opening of presents at my house anymore.



2012




Mark and Janelle's tree





2013




2014 Holiday Brunch at Dot's nursing home













This is my cousin Lynda and her husband Ray at their home in Delaware



2015

I haven't decorated my smaller tree yet this year, so I don't have any pictures.

This is the first year that I haven't had my aunt Dot over for the holidays. It is just too confusing for her (and truth be told, for us too). This Thanksgiving we had her over the next Sunday with the family, and this seemed to work out really well. I plan to do that for Christmas too.

A lot of these phases have overlapped at certain times, but I see a pattern here. I totally understand now what my mother-in-law was feeling. Christmas is still wonderful no matter what phase you are in, just different. The key is to remember past Christmases but still enjoy the present one.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Meatloaf sandwiches

Last night I made meatloaf for dinner.  There was a lot left over, so today I made meatloaf sandwiches to take on our ride.

We went to Greenfield and ended up at my grandparents' graves in Green River Cemetery.  I like to check on them every now and then because the cemetery has been having a problem with erosion of the hill where they are buried.



While we were there we decided that it was a good place to eat our sandwiches.  While I was outside taking pictures of the grave stone, Paul got the sandwiches out of our cooler.  All of a sudden I heard him yell out the window, "Debbie, Debbie, there's no bread on the top of the sandwich."  There were four sandwiches and I told him to check the other ones.  "Same thing," he yelled.



For some reason, this struck me so funny.  I haven't laughed that much in forever.  Every time I thought about it for the rest of the day it struck me funny.  Even now as I am typing this I could laugh out loud.

I have no idea how I could do that.  Paul said, "When you wrapped them in foil, didn't they look funny?"

Totally hysterical.