(Photo by Melodi2 on Morgue File.)
T’was the day after Christmas, on that early morn
Not a child was stirring, they were weary and worn
The stockings now empty, and the tree now bare
With toys strewn around the den without a care.
And I was up, from my long, warm winter’s sleep
Enjoying the peace, from whistles, bangs and beeps!
Christmas now over, and Santa’s work was now done
The presents all opened, oh, it was such great fun!
Christmas is always busy. Busy shopping. Busy planning. Busy going here and there. Busy checking lists and then checking them twice. Busy cooking and cleaning. Busy visiting, talking and laughing. Busy wrapping and stacking. Busy unwrapping and cleaning.
As Professor Hinkle says in Frosty the Snowman, Busy. Busy. Busy.
But now, now it is the day after Christmas. Of course, for many, the Christmas festivities are still ongoing. Christmas is not officially over. Some families celebrate Christmas in advance, maybe a week or two ahead of time. Others, celebrate in the days or even a week after. Usually this is done to accommodate work schedules or celebrations on the other side of the family. Sometimes it is done from the necessity of inclement weather: whether that be snow and ice; or, as has been the case here this Christmas, rain!
I do not ever remember a more damp and dreary Christmas day as yesterday. It rained. And rained. And rained. Then respited. And then rained some more. And more. Then a lot more. And on and on and on it went.
There were flash flood warnings. Roads were being washed away. The ground saturated with water. Basements and homes flooding. Roofs sagging under the load. Ceilings leaking. Children staring hopelessly through opened doors and windows, wishing to be able to play with battery-operated cars, jeeps and motorcycles out in the drive. But, to no avail. The rain just kept coming!
Torrents. A deluge. It is a wonder Santa was able to make it around in his usual sleigh; it would have seemed an ark would have been the better call!
Yet, in the words of Seuss’s Grinch, it came, somehow or other, it came just the same!
If any little boys or girls got Red Rider BB guns for Christmas yesterday, I don’t think there was any danger in shooting an eye out, for they all had to remain inside, gun unloaded and propped sadly against the wall!
To think of it again, maybe Santa brought with him more than toys this year! I wonder, I haven’t checked the radar, but has the North Pole been getting an unusual amount of precipitation these last few weeks?!
The Carpenters sang, Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. I have a feeling that some felt that way about rainy Christmases.
I pray everyone is okay. Flash floods are dangerous and can sweep a person or vehicle along in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, the news last night said there had been no fatalities . . . I pray the number has not increased as of this morning.
But, wherever you happen to be today, I hope and pray you had (are having or will have) a Merry Christmas this year!
And, if you happen to be in the southern United States, stay dry and be careful!