My Favorite Part of the Year Is Here
It’s that time again. As an October baby, I was born to love
this time of year. This is also the time of year when students are
hitting the well-known “burn out” stage. The end of the semester is
near and everyone is feeling it. Instead of dwelling over the
inevitable, I’m going to think about the things that are orange,
black, feathered, pig-skinned, mashed, white, red and jolly.
Howl-o-ween: one of my favorite holidays. I’m a vet student, so
any opportunity to dress up my animals is a bonus. This year my
dachshund was a hotdog. Each year our class has put together a pet
costume contest. This is so fun. It’s neat to see how everyone
dresses their pets. At a practice in El Paso, we passed out candy,
offered Halloween pet safety information, and discounted vaccines.
It’s a good way to reach out to the public, provide a public
service, and have fun at the same time. Pumpkin everything:
pumpkins spiced latte (perhaps better known as the PSL), pumpkin
pie, pumpkin scents and pumpkin carving. Did you know that
originally people carved turnips? Immigrants found the pumpkin in
the United States and began using it to carry on the long standing
carving tradition. Pumpkin carving was used to encourage families
to come together during the harvest season.
Gobble, gobble, football! Oh, Thanksgiving. A time for food,
friends, family and football. The most difficult decision this time
of year whether to serve turkey or ham. The time of year we all
attempt to give ourselves and everyone around us (including the
pets) pancreatitis. Football…big college games= greasy finger food
and the outdoors. Scare crows, corn mazes, apple orchards, apple
cider, and apple pie, funnel cake and festivals. The local
renaissance festival is a must-see event this time of year. It is
fun, silly and weird all at the same time. What a century! The
century of educational reform…..wait, I’m going through an
One word—Bing Crosby. I am dating myself. No, not Bing the
search engine. Bing the man who sang Christmas songs like no other.
A White Christmas? He sang it. You have heard him. You youngsters
just didn’t know the angel you were listening to. This is how
November 30 goes at my house: My mom opens the blinds in every room
and turns on the stereo. The dis’stant sound of Christmas music
begins to fill my ears. Its time! As my mom begins removing all the
thanksgiving decorations. My dad is getting the Christmas décor
from storage. As the Christmas DJ, I scramble to find the brown
leather box that looks like a suitcase—the record player. I find
all the Christmas records. We can’t put up Christmas décor without
record Christmas music. First play-Bing Crosby, second, Mickey’s
Christmas. These two records literally take me to the best place.
What is your favorite Christmas album, record, song?
I won’t talk with you again until January so… (singing) Mele
Kalikimaka is the thing to say, on a bright Hawaiian Christmas day.
This is the island greeting that I send with you.