Sunday, December 7, 2008

Here It Comes Again. Sigh.

Last year at this time we were living in a little beach cottage in Humarock, marveling at the fact that it snowed there in early December. This year we are living in a little apartment, still in Massachusetts but a bit further inland, and yet I am somehow still marveling at the fact that winter is officially here as the snow began to fall this morning just before I woke up. Denial. It is a happy place. At least in my head because I can wear flip flops and tank tops all year long.

Every year I try, really and truly I do, to embrace something about winter. I make my best effort to psych myself up to the fact that as long as I have some fluffy socks, sweat pants, long johns, a wool hat, scarf, heavy jacket, gloves and earmuffs that I will be able to make it through. Sadly though each year, I am reminded that it is still mother-effing cold as the tears I shed instantly turn to icicles on the only two inches of exposed skin I can bring myself to reveal. They do not call us “hearty” in the north east for nothing. And it has barely even begun yet. Surely this is the year that I will perish (read: I am a drama queen when it is cold out).

Geographically speaking we have not gone far but in many other areas of life things have changed a lot in this past year for Matt and I, as well as life milestones for a lot of people we know like the birth of babies or graduating from college. All in all 2008 was a very jam packed year and we are still living it up for the last few weeks of what is left on the calendar. Because we have decided that it is important to drag our sorry cold butts out of the house even in winter, last night we had the distinct pleasure of going to listen to the North Reading Chorale perform at their annual Holiday Concert. It was just what we both needed to get into the spirit of the holidays and one of the best times we have had in a long time.

My Mom’s friend is in the Chorale so really we were going to see her but what a pleasant surprise it was to hear the thirty seven members (including her) belt it out in perfect unison while accompanied by three flute players, a guitarist, three percussionists, a trumpet player and four bell ringers. They were, in a word, amazing. The concert went off without a single hitch and they performed classics like White Christmas, Adeste Fideles, Silent Night and All I Want for Christmas Is You. But then the song of all songs came second to last and I wished I had recorded it.

The name of the song is The Twelve Days After Christmas and thinking back on the lyrics of this hilarious song might just save me from one more day of frigid peril. Well, this and the onslaught of yummy food available at this time of year.

The first day after Christmas, my true love and I had a fight
And so I chopped the pear tree down and burned it just for spite
Then with a single cartridge, I shot that blasted partridge
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me

The second day after Christmas, I pulled on the old rubber gloves
And very gently wrung the necks of both the turtle doves
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me

The third day after Christmas, my Mother caught the croup
I had to use the three French Hens to make some chicken soup
The four calling birds were a big mistake for their language was obscene
The five golden rings were completely fake and they turned my fingers green

The sixth day after Christmas, the six laying geese wouldn't lay
I gave the whole darn gaggle to the A.S.P.C.A
On the seventh day, what a mess I found
All seven of the swimming swans had drowned
My true love, my true love, my true love gave to me

The eighth day after Christmas, before they could suspect
I bundled up the eight maids a milking, nine pipers piping, ten ladies dancing, eleven lords a leaping, twelve drummers drumming (Spoken: "Well, actually, I kept ONE of the drummers" ) and sent them back collect
I wrote my true love,
"We are through, love!"
And I said in so many words,
"Furthermore your Christmas gifts were for the birds!"

Today will be a fun day of watching the snow fall and football while cooking soup, sauce, lasagna and chicken stir fry. I think I will stay away from that French hen soup though.


Rosebud Collection said...

That was the greatest version I have every read on the "12 Days of Christmas". Must have been great to hear everyone singing..
Snow is still falling, very lightly.

High Desert Diva said...

Those lyrics are funny! Good for you for getting out.

I went for a walk the other morning...the wind chill was 14. That was too cold for me. I thought my face was going to freeze right off! I'm in need of a ski mask.

Thought you'd appreciate this: I dug out my Christmas cds...the one I have in the car is last year's NBC collection....with Winter Wonderland by Jason...yes, your Jason. Go figure.

pastrywitch said...

I remember singing that song in junior high choir....yes, we had music back then ;)

Bridgete said...

And, just like last year, I woke up and said, "yay, it's snowing!" Clearly I was meant to move here. =P

Xylia said...

I'm a fall and winter lover. Hate, hate, hate summer, and can deal with spring, but fall and winter are "home" to me. Sadly, we get very little snow here, but when we do get a dusting it's exciting. I just long for great drifts of it like I'm used to.

Chris Stone said...

Fun song!

Yes, *sigh,* winter is here. i really don't like to face it either. But. There is football! Go Pats! *I suspect the Pats are begining to show off. on how many players they can win without.!*

Jenn Flynn-Shon said...

Rose what is going on with the next one? Didn't see anything on the news last night about snow on Tuesday...

YEA JASON!! I have that cd and although I love his version of Winter Wonderland my favorite song is the one by Rob Thomas A New York Christmas. It is unconventional :) Good selection for the car! Oh & I am finding it hilarious that you referred to him as "your Jason" heehee...a girl can dream lol

Kate I had never heard it before but laughed the whole way through!

Bridgete you were meant to live here for sure the snow is all yours girl lol. I on the other hand am imagining being in the crystal blue waters of some Hawaiian island in the blazing sun and no socks.

Xylia I'll happily trade with you any day, you just name it and I'm there lol.

Chris i was just laughing about that this morning thinking the luck those boys have on their side. Sadly Miami & the Jets seem to have the same luck right now...grrr, must squash all 3 of our next competitors!!! Oh & I am elated Junior is back, I think he is so adorable & one of the best players we've ever had on the team :)

Suldog said...


Shhhhhhh! You're not supposed to let folks from sunnier climes know that we don't really like the cold and ice and snow. You're supposed to make them think we're the toughest mothers on the planet!

Octavine Illustration said...

sounds like a storybook winter wonderland. we just don't have winters like that here on the west coast. seems very romantic.

Xylia said...

I'm stopping back by this entry to be an award fairy this morning! I was very kindly given a One Lovely Blog Award today and I get to share it with other blogs I love!

See The 13th Gypsy for information.

Karen said...

I'm in CA with my daughter for a few weeks, so I am missing the snow in MT (not!) Cute variation on the 12 days of Christmas!