Feeding The Christmas Spirit

Christmas, holiday cheer, food, humor, Modern PhilosopherThe interns won’t stop pestering me about finding my Christmas Spirit, Modern Philosophers.

I’d like to fire them all to get them out of my hair, but free help is so hard to find.

The one with all the freckles was talking about what she was having for Christmas dinner, and that awakened a memory deep inside my mind.

Christmas, back when I loved the holiday, was always about delicious food.

Perhaps I could coax the Christmas Spirit out of me with a tantalizing menu that even Scrooge would love!

For once, the interns had contributed something helpful to a situation.  It was a Christmas Miracle at The House on the Hill!

Christmas, holiday cheer, food, humor, Modern PhilosopherI have tried to fill myself with Holiday Cheer, but my mind has experienced the usual roller coaster of emotions associated with Christmas.  I’m pretty merry and bright when out in public, but once I’m home alone, I’m all Scrooge about it.

It’s not that I want to be the latter, but when you’re alone at Christmas, life is rough.

I tried to convince the interns to hang around, celebrate with me, and buy me presents, but they all had plans of their own.

So I decided to put my healthy menu choices on hold for a little while, and go on a Christmas food shopping spree in hopes of getting into the spirit of the season.

I’m well aware that it’s not wise to eat my feelings, but I’d rather be happy and need to run a little more, than be all depressed and looking to fight Santa Claus.

I opened the vault where I store my memories of Christmas past, and searched around among the cobwebs and darkness for happy thoughts associated with holiday foods.

I remembered having fish on Christmas Eve, so I bought shrimp, clams, and crab cakes.

There were memories of appetizers served before Christmas dinner, so I bought stuffed mushrooms in addition to Dad’s old standby of pepperoni and cheese.

While I don’t remember my Mom because she died when I was so young, I did recall being told that she was the only one other than me in the family who liked liverwurst, so I bought a pound of that to make sandwiches for my lunch all week.

Christmas, holiday cheer, food, humor, Modern PhilosopherIt’s not Christmas without a great dessert, so I got an apple pie and whipped cream.

J’s Mom made the greatest Christmas cookies ever, so I grabbed some cookies, too.

And I’ve got to wash it all down with eggnog, right?

That makes for quite the holiday menu, and I’m hoping that feasting on Christmas Eve and Christmas will distract me from the fact that I’m all alone.

And don’t have any presents to open.

Another thing that brings me down about Christmas is how quickly it all ends.  You wake up on December 26th, and there are no more Christmas carols on the radio, people are already taking down their decorations, and that happiness and joy vibe is gone.

I always sit at my desk at work on the day after Christmas, and wonder what the hell had happened to the magic of the Christmas Season.

Whatever Christmas Spirit I had managed to feel when out in public was completely exorcised from my body.  It was just another day, and even worse, it was a cold, snowy, dreary day with three months more like it ahead.

So aside from eating myself into a Christmas Food Coma in hopes of enjoying this Holiday Season, I also took off the last week of the year from work.

Maybe if I don’t have to rush back to the rat race like I always do, I can bask in the glow of whatever Holiday Cheer I manage to conjure up in the coming days.

It can’t hurt, right?

Christmas, holiday cheer, food, humor, Modern PhilosopherPlus, it gives me time to enjoy all the leftovers.

And to do all the extra running I’ll need to do to work off all the food I’m planning to consume in my quest to find Christmas Joy.

It might not be the Greatest Christmas Plan Ever Devised, but at least it’s better than doing nothing and expecting things to magically improve.

There’s going to be plenty of food, so feel free to stop by The House on the Hill to enjoy some with me.  I’d never say no to company on Christmas…

Do you have any tricks for battling the Holiday Blues?

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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6 Responses to Feeding The Christmas Spirit

  1. lydiaschoch says:

    Your plan sounds like a great one to me! I dislike Christmas for reasons other than the one you stated, but the food aspect of it is always appealing. The menu you chose sounds like it’s going to be a great one.

  2. The Hook says:

    I find reading blogs like yours and reading comics or watching movies with my daughter will always help lessen my troubles.
    This will be my first Christmas without my mom (and i still miss my buddy, Ronnie) so I’ll be breaking down more than once, I’m sure.

    • Austin says:

      I’m sorry that this will be a rough Christmas for you. Remember, you always have your friends. I’m here if you ever need to talk. I’m glad to know you find comfort in my blog’s silly stories. Merry Christmas, buddy!

  3. I am covered with blues this time around.
    So I can’t help with advice.

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