Some of my favorite Christmas programming includes the old school clay-mation of the 60’s. Like Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town, and A Year Without Santa Claus.
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Ever heard, “I’m Mr. White Christmas, I’m Mr. Snow. I’m Mr. Icicle. I’m Mr. Ten Below….I’m Mr. Green Christmas, I’m Mister Sun. I’m Mr. Heat Blister, I’m Mr. 101.” Yeah, that’ll get stuck in your head once you’re heard it. Over and over.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, check out the Snow Miser & Heat Mister.
So let’s go back to last year. When Cent crumbled all of my dreams about Santa’s Village by telling me that the North Pole is in…get this Alaska!?!
I was like, “Nuh uh, the North Pole is supposed to be north, like polar opposites with Antarctica & the penguins.”
And then I had to Google it. Apparently there is a place in Alaska called North Pole, but I’m unconvinced that it’s Santa’s village there.
But then my BFF Maggie went to the North Pole…in Alaska. (I totally pulled this off her Facebook, Maggie don’t kill me!)
And if you didn’t know about the North Pole in Alaska, I’m sorry, I blame Cent. It’s his fault.
To officially get into the Christmas spirit, I thought I’d share a photo or two of our tree. For as long as I can remember, my family has had an artificial tree. I think there were a few time when we got a fresh one, but between holiday travel, pine needles, and allergies (oh and cats who chew on branches), it’s been artificial. And last year, to make our new home a little more Christmas-y, I picked up a little tree from Target.
And yes, I have a thing for penguins. And at this time of year, penguin ornaments.
And for all my Jewish friends, Happy third night of Hanukkah!
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