Turn to your co-workers, kids, Facebook friends, family — anyone who’s accessible — and ask them to suggest an article, an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.
Following directions, I sent a friend a facebook message last night before going to bed. I think I picked the wrong person, because this was our conversation about it…
THURS 22:09 (8:09 am her time)
hey you! i need an article, adjective and a noun 😛 well i need it when i wake up! *she saw it about 30 minutes later*
*07:28 am my time*
dude! no answer for my mad lib? 😦
no I didn’t know what you were looking for
well for an article you would have gotten a scientific journal that would have been jibberish to you
lol an article, as in “a” “the” “an” 😛
fine then, an, horrendous and pumpkin
So either I need friends who understand the terminology of the English language better, or I need to not ask friends who are in their 3rd year of university, on reading week, and still writing papers and things for their thesis? I guess I could have said it was for mad libs, but I didn’t think it was necessary….
So in honor of her “an horrendous pumpkin” *face palm!* let’s have a chat about holiday traditions.
When I was younger, I used to love all the holiday decorating and stuff. We would carve pumpkins at halloween which was always so much fun! I think it has something to do with the goo factor, right? Sticking your hand in and scooping out all the guts!!
Ooooo yeah! Can’t you just feel the slime on your hands thinking about it?! After that I would get bored, but of course I would always finish my pumpkin. My mom would roast the seeds, and our pumpkins would sit on our front porch the night of halloween to be admired by the neighbourhood.
I lived in a small community, so they were usually ok outside during the day, and always on halloween night. But if you left them out over night, they would probably get smashed. We had neighbours across the street who hated us (well the mom hated my mom so the kids were trained to hate us) so no pumpkin was safe over night. My parents would leave it sitting in the window inside.
I kind of never thought about it until recently, but we never started carving the pumpkins until a few days before Halloween. Our street would already be decorated with shinning orange orbs, and we still hadn’t touched ours. Our pumpkins were only carved, at most, 3 days in advance. Which kind of took out the fun of seeing it for a while before Halloween.
Christmas was another fun time in my house. We had a fake tree, and starting when I was around 10, my brother and I were responsible for decorating it. Mostly because we wanted it up as soon as possible and my mom decided that if we wanted it up so early, we had to do it ourselves. That was fine! We hauled the boxes out of the attic, every December 1st (or as close to it as possible) and put together our tree. It lasted from the first weekend in December until the first weekend after New Years, then it was all packed up again.
When we moved into Kitchener in grade 8, we didn’t really have the space for a tree anymore in our living room. We struggled with the fit for the first year or two and then my mom decided to down size. The artificial tree was garbage anyways since it was so old, and instead of replacing it we just used a little 3 foot optical tree on our dinning room table. The presents would be spread out all over the table, and chairs. Which worked better for our dogs since they didn’t have access to the presents to “play” with them.
After my parents moved to Huron County, they changed their tree habits as well. This time it was a real tree! But, instead of getting the tree at the beginning of December, my dad would refuse to buy it until December 20th. One year I got him back to the 18th, but boy was that pushing it! The tree lasted until maybe December 27/28 and then it was out of the house. Apparently anything real isn’t allowed to be enjoyed or more than a few days?
Now my parents are back to artificial trees. They bought a beautiful one two years ago on boxing day. It’s tall and full, and has build in white lights to make it look all pretty. This year my mom put it up in the middle of November!! Super early for her but as she said, she wanted me to experience some of the holiday before I left. Some may say it was a super sweet gesture, I on the other hand chalk it up to parental guilt. My mom can go on par with Jewish bubbies in the guilt department! They took the tree down early this year as well, before New Years.
How do these traditions go in your house? I have friends who put their tree up November first and take it down December 26th. Another who will wait until after Remembrance Day in respect for our fallen, then put hers up. Another pair who buy a real tree the first week of December and keep it until New Years (see Dad it IS possible to keep it longer than 5 days!). Were your parents just as crazy as mine about organic things? Or are you, as a parent, of the same thinking: 5-7 days max? Seems kind of a waste to me to spend all that money on buying a tree only to enjoy it for a small handful of days.
I think whenever I get back to Canada and have my own apartment, I’d like to have a fake tree. Then I can put it up the first week of December and leave it up as long as I want! Part of the magic of Christmas is enjoying all the decorations around the house! I kind of resented the fact that my parents were, and are, so strict around how short of a time it gets to stay up.