At Mass on Sunday, the priest told us that an acquaintance of his, an employee of the archdiocese, posted a Facebook status on Dec 26 saying she was so glad Christmas was over. Pause. "I hope she hasn't friended her boss."
I think that the extended Christmas season after the 25th is really only enjoyable if you've been pretty strict about doing Advent-not-Christmas throughout December. I mean, who can be intensely festive for six weeks straight?
Oh, I know. I always have a hard time not running out of steam, even having observed a fairly austere Advent. This year we've been out of town since New Year's, and I find that I am kind of glad that the tree and everything will still be up when we get home (and that I don't have to stress about taking it down until the weekend!). Usually I have to make myself keep it up through Epiphany.
After the first day, though, we do settle into quieter mode -- we eat too much and laze around and do exactly what we want to do, which I guess is festive enough. I've never quite had it together enough to do major celebrations for each day/saint's feast in the whole season. Ss. Stephen, John, et al. get leftovers . . . which again are festive in their own way.
Christmas cards? Hm. Maybe I should take a picture of all four of my children together with the tree, before we take it down . . . that would be a start . . .
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Indeed it is, and will be until the Baptism of the Lord which this year falls on January 13! Thanks for the reminder. Happy New Year!
Oh - I love that poem you posted the other day.
At Mass on Sunday, the priest told us that an acquaintance of his, an employee of the archdiocese, posted a Facebook status on Dec 26 saying she was so glad Christmas was over. Pause. "I hope she hasn't friended her boss."
I think that the extended Christmas season after the 25th is really only enjoyable if you've been pretty strict about doing Advent-not-Christmas throughout December. I mean, who can be intensely festive for six weeks straight?
Oh, I know. I always have a hard time not running out of steam, even having observed a fairly austere Advent. This year we've been out of town since New Year's, and I find that I am kind of glad that the tree and everything will still be up when we get home (and that I don't have to stress about taking it down until the weekend!). Usually I have to make myself keep it up through Epiphany.
After the first day, though, we do settle into quieter mode -- we eat too much and laze around and do exactly what we want to do, which I guess is festive enough. I've never quite had it together enough to do major celebrations for each day/saint's feast in the whole season. Ss. Stephen, John, et al. get leftovers . . . which again are festive in their own way.
I should hope it is - I've only just finished sending my Christmas cards!
Christmas cards? Hm. Maybe I should take a picture of all four of my children together with the tree, before we take it down . . . that would be a start . . .
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