...Take it away...Bing!

I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way
Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday
I called on dear old **********
To see what I could see
He took me to his workshop
And told his plans to me. So...
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why...

Writer: Coots, J Fred/Gillespie, Haven

All the time I was growing up, the soundtrack to Christmas in our house resonated with the tones of Bing Crosby, Dean Martin, Nat King Cole...It still doesn't feel like Christmas until I have those old crooners crooning in the background and just the tree lit.

Thoughts turn to childhood and the magic that it was...and is.

In our house we always knew who Santa worked for, and it wasn't Coca Cola. It's the same for my kids. I'm not at all sure that the local Minister would completely agree with me but it's always been obvious to me that Santa is one of His right-hand men. It's a birthday celebration after all, naturally, there are gifts to be given out, but in our house anyway, He saw that it was the little children who received.

Families all over the world have their own celebrations, or not, as they see fit. I have no ideas on the many varied customs all over the world, and I seek to offend no-one. Folks are folks to me. I can only share with you what we did.

And if you would like to share a little more, have a peep at the third line of the song excerpt above. You will notice the asterisks, there are exactly 10 of them and they are there in place of a name. Figure out what it is and write it down somewhere with no spaces between words...you will need it tomorrow!

ho! ho! ho!

ps scroll down for today's other post with samples if you missed them!!!