|Back in my day, this was the pinnacle of Christmas fashion.|
But looking back, I realize that even though we didn't engage in a lot of customary Christmas past times, we still had traditions. Oh, did we ever. Here are just a few of them:
1. Setting up our fake Christmas tree
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To my recollection, in the eighteen years that I lived under my parents' roof, we only owned two Christmas trees. When one was out of commission, we sprang for a fancier model, but they were both fake -- fake as all hell -- and they were both a pain in the ass to set up. We would store our tree in our attic, which was a place that, as a young child, I believed to be the home of a tiny, evil man in a derby hat (this is just one example of the kinds of terrifying, detailed stories my dad told me when I was a kid). I would cower, petrified, in a corner as my dad and sisters nearly broke their necks trying to take the tree down the ladder. My dad would set the whole thing up like a super hero and my sisters and I would be in charge of the decorating. I don't know where my mom was during all of this -- probably buying us tacos or something. Thanks, Mom.
2. Listening to Mannheim Steamroller
My dad always played Mannheim Steamroller while we decorated our tree, and to this day, it is the music of my nightmares. I genuinely believe that when one enters the gates of Hell, they will be greeted with a mashup of Mannheim Steamroller and Lowrider. There is just something about that synthesized sound that makes my ears cry, and that was the case even back then, but props to my dad for never giving in to my incessant complaining.
3. The Drive-Through Nativity
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These traditions from my childhood were some of my most treasured, but they honestly don't even begin to scratch the surface. I can't leave out our traditional Christmas Eve meal (cold cuts and cheese served on a platter from HEB) or our ceremonial gift-opening tradition (hoarding all of our gifts in laundry baskets) or our traditional Christmas song and dance (i.e. complaining loudly to our parents about having to go to the Christmas Eve service at church....man, we were brats).
While my family's Christmas traditions were a bit on the unconventional side, I still completely treasure them -- so much so that I've actually been listening to Mannheim Steamroller the entire time while writing this post. Excuse me now while I drain the blood from my ears.
Does your family have any slightly eccentric holiday traditions?