Have Yourself A Molly Little Trishmas

I am the biggest Christmas movie and Christmas music sap ever. I can't get enough of it and have been like that ever since I can remember. I live in New York and one of the radio stations here, Soft Rock 106.7, plays Christmas music which starts up just about Thanksgiving time until Christmas Day. I listen as much as I can. It brings me back to being a kid, my mom getting the house all ready for the holidays and playing her Christmas music while cleaning, prepping, cooking, baking. Nat King Cole, Johnny Mathis and one of my most favorites, Holiday Sing-Along with Mitch Miller, which had the song Must Be Santa and for the sing-along, there was a list of the lyrics inside the album cover. There I go again tawking about one of my old fashioned contraptions! I wonder now if they make Mitch sing-along CDs? Are the lyric sheets so tiny that you can't see them so you can sing-along?! No they probably link you to the computer and you can see it there! How times have changed and keep on changing, right before my very eyes!

Here is Must Be Santa, along with the lyrics. Sing-along with Mitch! Remember those days, some of you had to have sung along with Mitch?! Teach it to yourself, your kids, your grand kids! It's such a fun Christmas song! No bouncing ball rolling over the words either. Anyone remember that?!



So again, this music and all the movies on TV bring me back to the magic of Christmas time when I was a kid. As the years pass by and I learn more of life's hard lessons, at this time of the year I forget about the hard lessons and remember so many magical wonderful times, super happy feelings. Watching these movies and listening to the music overloads my senses, I get a natural high. I can see, smell and hear those days, like a movie playing in my head with extra special effects no movie could ever create.

At Christmas time my mom was baking cookies for days. The smell coming home from school was amazing. She made so many, she was able to give us all a big batch to bring into our teachers as a gift, at that time 5 of us were in school. We had boxes of cookies in the house and as much as we ate them, there were still some more, another box hid away in the closet. We were all big cookie fans in our house, cookies and milk, dunkers and non-dunkers. Christmas cookies lasted weeks after Christmas time, just extending those magic moments in my heart.

Then remembering all the baking mom did, I also remember begging for the store-bought treats. We wanted all those fun foods and snacks we saw on the TV commercials too. We wanted Devil Dogs, Yankee Doodles. We had Carvel Flying Saucers on special nights, but mostly, poor us, my mom baked a cake, cupcakes, cookies, pastries all from scratch. Waffles and ice cream too, hot off the old fashioned awesome waffle grill my mom used, with ice cream from the Beyers' Candy and Soda Shop. The ice cream was packed in a container like you would get rice in at a Chinese restaurant. They would pack it into the container, ice cream overflowing and then they put a piece of waxed paper over it to keep it from falling out. I loved sitting at the counter top, sitting on the old fashioned stools that spun around, and spin I did. The entire time from finding out we were having ice cream, to picking it up and bringing it home and then enjoying our treat was a big deal, more special moments, and I'm so glad they pop up in my heart at this time of the year because I also have my sad moments.

Christmas is a hard time of the year for so many people and as much as I have, and I have so so much, I am truly blessed, I still get a little out of sorts this time of the year and I also feel so much empathy for the people that feel even sadder than me at this time of the year, I just maybe understand a little more of how they must feel. I shouldn't be sad, but again I can't help it. This song I've shared below, Judy Garland singing Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas from the wonderful movie Meet Me In St. Louis, is a Christmas song that makes me feel happy and sad. But it's one of my favorites, no matter who sings it but I think Judy may have done it best.

So you may cry, I do, but in the end, I think about the line "if the fates allow" and I remember that all year round, I live for each day, I love for each day, so far "the fates" have allowed me to be here, with a wonderful family, awesome friends. I gotta say It's A Wonderful Life!!!

I'm taking the weekend off blogging to be with my family for Christmas as I hope all of you are too (or for Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Family Time, whatever). If the fates allow you to be here, BE HERE!

LIVE AND LOVE

AND HAVE YOURSELF A MOLLY LITTLE TRISHMAS NOW!