By John Focht
When it comes to the Christmas Season, people tend to fall into one of two categories: a Holiday Junkie, or a Bah-Hum-Bug. While I sometimes like to pretend I am a cranky old Bah-Hum-Bug, I am, in fact, a Holiday Junkie.
The Holidays signify a time of the year that represents family and giving. Of course as child, it was all about getting and getting. But somewhere along the way, perspectives change.
The Holiday Season is a great time of year to look back on the simpler times in life, when the most important things in the world seemed to be trying to get your homework done in time to watch the Charlie Brown Christmas special that night.
Of course things haven’t changed much – I watched the Charlie Brown Christmas special for the 40th year in a row…and counting. At it’s because of Charlie Brown and that little Charlie Brown Christmas Tree that I have realized that I am a Holiday Junkie.
After all, there is really no other way to explain the fact that I will watch It’s a Wonderful Life again. The story hasn’t changed. George Bailey still jumps into the freezing river to save Clarence the Angel, and he will still eventually realize the world isn’t a better place without him. But my Christmas Season wouldn’t be the same without seeing Old George running down Main Street in Bedford Falls yelling Merry Christmas to everyone.
And of course, throughout the course of the day on Christmas Day, I will watch chopped-up scenes of A Christmas Story as TBS runs its annual Christmas Day 24-hour loop of A Christmas Story. No matter what scene I walk in on, I am drawn to it like I am drawn to the Christmas Roast Beef…or should I say Christmas Roast Beast?
So is it tradition that keeps me coming back, or am I simply a Holiday Junkie?
It’s hard to argue the facts that I am not a junkie. The fact is, I need my chocolate chip Christmas cookie fix as much as I need to hear the Barking Dogs bark Jingle Bells.
And for some strange reason, I enjoy freezing my tail off walking the outdoor Outlets at 10 o’clock on a weeknight because I like looking at the wreaths and decorations while listening to Dean Martin sing that he is Walking in a Winter Wonderland for the 500th time this month (ok, maybe the Outlets brings a little Bah-Hum-Bug out in me).
The Christmas Season is about tradition and customs. It really doesn’t matter how many times you have seen the Grinch steal Christmas, it wouldn’t be Christmas if he didn’t try to steal Christmas.
And Christmas wouldn’t be the same if you couldn’t drive past a ridiculously lit house and make reference to the Griswold’s house and quote Christmas Vacation.
So maybe it is a little combination of all of it: the tradition, the family, a mix of Bah-Hum-Bug, the music, the Christmas cookies, and the movies and TV shows that makes the Holiday Season, and makes me a Holiday Junkie. After all, it wouldn’t seem like Christmas if any of those piece were left out; including a dash of Bah-Hum-Bug.
So when you settle in with your nog tonight with Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., Gene Autry and the rest of them belting out your favorite Christmas tunes, remember what the Holiday’s and the Christmas Season means to you and yours.