I know this because my wife Mayang told me it was. The stores were trying to tell me last month at the Mall in September that it was Christmas, but they didn’t fool me for a second. Christmas is when brings in people to start hanging her Santa’s lighted sleigh on the top roof, her lights around the railing on the patio roof, and the windows facing the street. Plus for the first time ever she had hooks installed around the car port before it was painted, and now the New/Old Honda has never looked so good under the blinking lights. Maybe I can sell it and get enough money to buy a new car? Should I put balloons on it?
The lights are up and working, she ran a test and insured that all was well. I went to my digital light meter and watch it racing like it was a Formula one machine. My all-time best on my electric bill was P12, 500 but I feel that this is the year we hit the 13 thousand Peso mark. I can only hope.
Some would say that I’m over indulgent with my wife and our girls and I’ll freely admit to that. The reasons are simple, I mull over the things I do, against the things they ask of me. The score card is tilted in my favor. I wanted an above ground pool, I bought it set it up in the back yard, used it for a couple of months and took it down because it didn’t really fit. So for 4 years it been packed up and stored away, albeit we do use the pool ladder quite often.
There are many more examples I could give, but suffice it to say they tend to give me my way very often, so I return the same to them. Anyway 4 sets of pretty brown eyes, trump one old set of blue eyes.
During every Christmas season, I hand over control to Mayang, and let her will be done. Christmas Eve is where I get my reward, the look in her eyes when she decides that, that this Christmas was the best ever. Her family will all be there waiting until the stroke of midnight when all presents are opened, and four to five hours later they head home toting their treasures. What person would try to stop that? It’s certainly not me. Any way she worked so hard making her Christmas curtains I’d better be silent.
Being from a large Irish Catholic Family, plus ten years in Puerto Rico where Christmas is a big deal like it is here in the Philippines, I also remember how many holidays I’ve missed, by being at sea during so many of them. I’ll admit it’s because of her enthusiasm that I have learned to embrace the season once more, as I did when I was young.
I know I’m preaching to the choir, when I say it’s all about the family, and especially for the kids. I think that small piece of knowledge is why I smile and say “Yes Honey” to each and every one of her requests.
I sum it up in the words of Joseph to the Three Wiseman; “I don’t care what star you’re following, please get those camels off my lawn.”