EagleHerald News Manager

For as long as I can remember, there was always this rule about Christmas beginning after Thanksgiving. Do you remember Thanksgiving, it happened yesterday and falls in chronological order before Christmas?

No? Well, that’s OK, since you’re not the only one. I’ve seen Christmas lights up and lit every night since the day after Halloween. I’ve also seen a plethora of ads, movie trailers and so much more reminding about the upcoming holiday season.

If you can’t tell, I’m a bit of a Grinch or Scrooge, whichever you prefer. It’s not like I hate Christmas. I hate all those things that adults do that causes a pile of extra stress during the holidays. I don’t even like to wrap gifts much … added stress for me. I wish I could just hand everyone their gifts and give them all a hug and tell them I love them. I think that would be a far better Christmas, but I seem to be in the minority on that one.

I do like winter. I love it when it snows those big, fluffy snowflakes like it did last weekend. I walked in the backyard with my dog and it was just pretty and felt like everything was new and good in the world. Trust me, I do still realize we have a pandemic going on and there are a lot of other things that aren’t quite to my liking going on outside the fence of my backyard. But for that moment, I can forget all of that.

My favorite thing about Christmas is being with my family, sharing great memories and partaking in some great food that was passed down from my grandparents, and probably before them. That’s not hectic and stressful. That makes me smile.

My grandma was a great host. I’m sure you know a person who is similar. They invite everyone over and have a counter full of dips, chips and pretzels, desserts and usually a punch, something with alcohol and other drinks. This person usually makes a ton of that food his or herself, and then also makes sure everyone is having a good time.

She loved sharing her food with others, too. One of the desserts she made that everyone loved is her apple squares. They’re pretty much an apple pie in bar form, with frosting on top. We usually only make them for Thanksgiving and Christmas because it’s a long process. But every time they’re made, they never go to waste. They’re eaten at the household, or shared to some friends and family.

Now that we’re coming to the home stretch until Christmas, remember all those good things and hopefully that stress and chaos fades, at least partially.