Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Feeling Christmas-y

I have "Have yourself a merry little Christmas" sung by Bing Crosby (or whoever--some male voice that's on all the Christmas movies) in my head. . .that song always reminds me of my Christmas fantasy-- walking hand-in-hand with the love of my life down the busy streets of NYC, ice skating by the Rockefeller tree (no matter how horrible we may be at it), breathing in the cold air. . .but mostly just walking together. I don't know why, but that's been in my head since who-knows-when. Probably because of all those dang romantic chick flicks based in NYC. And really, NYC is fun, but not my favorite place in the world. Yet still, my Christmas fantasy takes place there.

Someday, Lauren. Someday. :)

In other news: for all my Swankytown friends, I must announce that I have received my White Elephant gift and boy, is it entertaining (how could it not be? It's from the Mayor himself, the king of Entertainment!)! More to come.

We don't really need to find reason
'Cause out the same door that it came--
Well, it's leaving.
~Jack Johnson


Blogger Rob West said...

Why I'm no King! I'm but the Mayor.

Hmm... My Cris-a-mus fantasy... You know, I don't actually think I have a romantic Christmas fantasy. Do you think I need one?

1:37 PM  
Blogger Me Over Here said...

Swanky--EVERYONE needs a romantic Christmas fantasy!

Mine mirrors My Twin's almost to a tee (T?). I love the idea of walking together, grasping on to my love's arm partly because I'm cold, but mostly because I long to be as near to him as possible.

And a carriage ride. :-)

Someday, Twin of mine, someday.

1:44 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

My romantic Christmas fantasy involves being stranded together in a ski lodge in the southern Colorado mountains for the whole of Christmas with nothing to do but sit and eat chocolate covered strawberries, drink a fine merlot, while cuddling in front of a warm, toasty fire.

And I've had that fantasy for about the past 3 minutes. But it sounds pretty good.

2:18 PM  
Blogger trishy said...

Oh Lauren, I like the way you think. Althouh I must add to that frolic, a little naughty business by the christmas tree to the mix...after I'm married, of course. hehe

2:20 PM  
Blogger sarah said...

Is it wrong that my Christmas fantasy involves warm temperatures, no snow, and NO ICE SKATING?

I guess it would be eating barbecue while drinking some Dry Comal Creek Comal Red with my darlin' and opening presents beneath a twinkling tree while the strains of Robert Earl Keen's "Merry Christmas From The Family" plays...

That's why I live in Texas, people.

3:21 PM  
Blogger Leah said...

I did all of those things (well, I watched ice skaters while taking pictures of the Rockefeller Tree), except I did it with Kathleen...and above all, Padre Nuestro.
How's that for the "love of my life"?


9:01 PM  
Blogger Lauren said...

LOL, Padre Nuestro. . .why, he is definitely one love of my life, Sissy. Isn't he one of yours?

Robby, you totally need a Christmas fantasy!

Mo, I'm all about grasping my man's arm. And I forgot about the carriage ride! Good addition.

Chris, I like your fantasy, too. That's one of mine--a not-necessarily-Christmas fantasy, but definitely a weekend getaway fantasy.

Ooooh, Trishy, into the whole "risky" frolic, huh? You might be more brave than I am, but then again, who knows. . .

And Sarah, I'm all about Texas Christmases, girl. I have a feeling the cold fantasy would be fulfilled by a short visit rather than a residence in that part of the country. :)

10:17 PM  
Blogger Rob West said...

OK, I guess I do have sort of a Christmas fantasy, but ti's not as interesting as all these...

I see myself as a Family Man. I see myself with my wife watching my kids open Christmas presents in a Santa-induced frenzy that begins probably well before 7 a.m. and lasts until Lord knows when. Then, after the kids have passed out after being stuffed full of ham, and we've done all the dishes and cleaned up the house and it's midnight Christmas night, I'd lay in bed with my wife for a long time, exhausted, just taking it all in together, because we knew we ahd brought so much joy to the kids, and we had done it together.

But sure, a nice little carriage ride through the christmas-lit town with only each other and some hot cider followed by a little 'bow-chicka-wow-wow' in front of the religious icons sounds pretty great too!

7:43 AM  
Blogger Lauren said...

*mouth drops open* in front of the religious icons!!! aaaaah!!!

8:49 AM  
Blogger Rob West said...

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1:24 PM  
Blogger Rob West said...

You're right, I guess a Christmas tree isn't really a religious icon.

I was going for shock value, but it backfired.

(sound of balloon deflating)

1:25 PM  

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