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Friday, December 16, 2011

Writer's Post: Holiday Traditions

Ever wonder what Jews do on Christmas? Years ago we escaped to Cancuun, but unfortunately this didn't become our holiday tradition. After all, traditions must happen yearly.



Then there were the years we dined on Chinese food, since these are the only restaurants open on Christmas Eve. This too did not become our holiday tradition because we don't do this consistently every year.

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If tradition means doing something annually, it looks like we've found one. For the past three years or so, we've spent Christmas Eve freezing our butts off working the Christmas light show at Shelby Farms. Although we're in the south where one can wear T-Shirts in early December, something happens around December 24th as the temperature drops that one night we're working outside. It's our own slice of h*ll, but it's only fair since we don't have to lug heavy trees into our dens or risk our lives on ladders while hanging Christmas lights.

We have our own holiday that doesn't ask for much: Hannukkah, Channuka, Hanukkah, Chanukah. We celebrate the miracle of one bottle of oil lasting eight days. I have Crisco in my pantry that's lasted anywhere from eight months to eight years. Maybe we should celebrate it too... or throw it out. Actually, the oil might be one of the younger items in our closet. Which reminds me of my mother.

Mom had a lonely pickle in a jar sleeping in the back of our fridge for years.  My friends and I used to entertain ourselves by going through her refrigerator and laughing at the mold. Who knows? Maybe something in her fridge was from the holidays.

7 comments:

Jo said...

So the celebration of the Crisco lasting 8 years would be called Criscahnica. Your new tradition.
:) You're welcome.

Word Nerd said...

Susan, one of my clients, celebrates her birthday for a week and then some every year (she's borderline ridiculous, but that's a blog--or ten--for another day). Her husband calls that time Susanukah. I like him.

Arlee Bird said...

Over the past year I've been tossing out out-dated stuff we have in the refrigerator and cabinets. I've also been trying to use up everything that was still usable. My goal has been to nearly empty the kitchen of all food. We're almost there. Now if some disaster comes where a stockpile of food will be needed, we're screwed.


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Rhonda said...

I didn't know pickles could get moldy. Clearly I missed the point here. We have a Christmas day tradition, we go to the beach - but it is mid-summer here.

Kathy said...

Ewwww LOL That is funny about the pickle! Great blog!

Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

Laura Rogers said...

This was a great diversion from the normal. Thanks for being so great.

Jenn said...

I had to *snort* at the idea of celebrating Crisco--oh and that brings to mind another story all together!! (It has many uses!!)

Cheers, Jenn.