On Christmas Eve, I remember wanting to go to sleep early, just so I can get up and open my one (allowed) present. Sometimes I did not get the gift I wanted, so I smiled knowing I was in charge of keeping the fire going the night before. I proudly heeded the challenge of catching Santa Clause eating cookies but he was really fast for a jolly man.
A month before Christmas, my mom would hang our stockings on the mantle, so the stockings would always have soot on them from the fires at night. My dad would take all of us kids down to the corner to buy the fattest tree there. When we got the tree home, we would decorate the tree with those one string of lights that had the blue bulbs burnt out. I always loved driving up to our house at night and watching the colors flicker from all the yard decorations.
The one time of year my family gets together and all of a sudden we have tons of alcohol in the house. We makes drinks and watch a whole bunch of Christmas movies all day and night. That is until someone breaks something, then it is time for bed. My favorite Christmas movies are Bad Santa and The Nightmare Before Christmas.
Christmas will always be my favorite holiday of the year. I grew up in a house where we took holidays seriously, especially when it came to presents. Santa Claus was in our house until I was 13 years old. I miss decorating the house with my family. I love the fact that every holiday all of us can come...