My great-aunt sent everyone cards that say "Happy Holidays," which she amended in each case with a different reference to "Christmas." She must have been feeling particularly creative by the time she annotated mine in Franglais.
A Minnesota Christmas turns out to involve numerous "white elephant sales," where we tried to help my mom divest of her dancing hamster collection, and near-constant singing around the piano. I'm just not sure I'll be okay if I don't continue to get my daily fix of Good King Wenceslas.
Anyway, as on dit, Happy Holidays everyone.
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