Since the radio usually goes Christmas Music Silent by 11:59 p.m. December 25, during these last days of December I plop Andy Williams and other vintage Christmas vinyl on the record player, as I address my Christmas greetings.
I don’t want to hear Christmas music the day after Thanksgiving. However, I do still want to hear those seasonal tunes beyond Christmas Day. After all, the 12 days of Christmas begin, not end, on December 25. (Note for the unchurched: The 12 days refer to the time between Jesus’ birth and Epiphany, not pre-holiday shopping.)
I don’t believe in rushing the season. I need a couple weeks of “Oh Come, Oh Come Emmanuel” before I’m ready for “Here Comes Santa Claus.” It’s usually mid-December when Dear Husband procures a real Christmas tree for our living room, which we then decorate with a motley collection of old ornaments. During the week before Christmas we finish our gift purchasing and wrapping, and I start my annual Christmas letter. We go to church on Christmas Eve, have a tasty dinner afterward, and open a few gifts. We check our stockings Christmas morning, and by the afternoon of Christmas Day I’m ready to start addressing Christmas cards.
So for those of you who receive my cards sometime after December 25, please understand they aren’t late at all. Because it’s still Christmas.