Our Christmas forecast for Minnesota includes snow. A lot of snow! My husband grew up in this part of the country, so he’s ecstatic. “How can you have Christmas without snow.” he says.
“Easy,” I say. See, I grew up in Phoenix, AZ, so we had many a “snowless Christmas.” Guess what? No one died. My recent trip to Texas reminded how much I really hate the snow. I love Christmas, but leave the snow for the “Whoville.”
When was growing up in AZ, I got used to brown grass covering the lawn instead of a winter wonderland. Brown grass is a lot better than Brown snow; trust me.
We could put up our Christmas lights without risking frostbite. On Christmas Day we could go outside and play football, not just watch it on TV. And the year I got a bike for Christmas, I could immediately ride it down the street not be tortured by it be parked until the Spring thaw.
My mom was great at devising stories about Santa. “We don’t need a chimney. Santa can open the door if he needs too.” And some way, each year Santa lock-picked his way in and left my presents. And his reindeer probably enjoyed the brown grass on our lawn.
Happy Holidays. May your Christmas be merry, even if it’s not white.