It is Christmas Eve and as I enjoy some tea on this cool, crisp evening, here are my five favorite things about Christmas, in no particular order:
- Eggnog. It’s actually kind of gross, like imbibing sickly sweet cream, but drinking it feels exactly like it is–a rich indulgence perfect for partaking of once a year
- Presents. I don’t really care about getting presents but it would seem wrong to oppose them, unless they were mean reverse-presents like boxes of poop or something
- Snow (provisional). I like snow on Christmas but only on two conditions: 1) I am not traveling 2) it doesn’t rain immediately (or not-so-immediately) afterward, turning the slow into slush
- We’ve already passed the shortest day of the year, automatically making Christmas and every day up to the next winter solstice better
- A Charlie Brown Christmas. It rails against the commercialism of the holiday, has a terrific jazzy score, uses actual children for the voices of children and delivers its message without feeling heavy-handed. It’s also a little weird in a way that’s hard to describe.
Bonus favorite thing: peace on Earth, if it ever actually happened.
