This is it, Christmas time, and it is SHOW TIME for my grandma. You may notice she has a little extra twinkle in her eye and sense of superiority over other women during the holidays. Actually, that twinkle in her eye is probably glitter, because every year she sets off the mother of all Christmas bombs in her house! Back in October she told my mom that she had not slept because she laid awake all night mentally planning how to decorate her mantel. We are talking raw passion here. First she clears her house of any "clutter" (like pictures of her progeny), so that every single flat surface in every single room, bathroom and bedroom is covered with garland, sparkle balls, pine cones, twiggy reindeer, santas, ribbon, snow covered village scenes and so on. Do not come into her home thinking you can enjoy a warm cup of holiday cheer, because there will be nowhere to set your glass. And if you pop in for a visit, you will not be able to sit down or kiss my grandpa until she's given you a tour. While you're touring, you may notice that there are 38 Santas (we took bets a few weeks ago), yet only one baby Jesus. It is a challenge to find sweet baby Jesus, because the only nativity scene is tucked into a corner in the office room. This may explain why many of us Doherty kids grew up thinking Christmas was a celebration of the birth of Santa Claus. All of her hard work really does make Christmas special for us and this year I found myself getting completely giddy over the perfect red and green table runner for my coffee table.
Even the towels get a little Christmas flair:
Of course this includes the paper towels too:
Kelly put duct tape over all of the Santa mouths to get a giggle out of our Gpa:
Maggie said that she found a portrait of the Last Supper and a portrait of Santa Claus. She could only afford one, she put back the Last Supper and the portrait of Santa Claus is now prominently displayed on an easel in her dining room.
ReplyDeleteSanta on the easel was, by far, my favorite feature this year. The Birth of Santa Clause is truly a time to reflect and love the ones around you.
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