We’re kicking off our fun old fashioned family Christmas by heading out into the country in the old front-wheel drive sleigh to embrace the frosty majesty of the winter landscape and select that most important of Christmas symbols. ~Clark Griswold
Adam Lambert and Cheri going out into the country in the old front-wheel drive sleigh with Clark and Ellen Griswold?
It could happen. Obviously.
We do Christmas Griswold-style in our family. Hello, my name is Sparky. I taught my children everything they know about exterior illumination.
Beginning almost twenty-five years ago, it became our family tradition to decorate the tree, put on matching Christmas pajamas, drink eggnog, and watch National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation together.
Over the years, things change because that’s how things work, that’s why. Children go off to college. They get married. A grandson is born. Granddogs are adopted. Worst of all, sometimes those very children who gave you stretchmarks, sleepless nights, and bills for everything from braces to wedding dresses, have the audacity to move to other cities or states! The nerve.
The love and the traditions remain. Now my two older children Griswold their own homes. Because they have their own trees to trim and houses on which their exterior illumination skills shine, we wait until we are all together (in matching pajamas) to watch National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation because being together matters most.
Where do you think you’re going? Nobody’s leaving. Nobody’s walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No, no. We’re all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We’re gonna press on, and we’re gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he’s gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse. ~Clark Griswold