I still believe in Santa. No matter how you may try to convince me otherwise, I know he is out there. Ever since I was a kid, the â€œmagicâ€ of the Christmas season took hold of me and never let go. Despite ups and downs, good years and bad, I have always tried to celebrate the holiday season 150%. I guess I figured out the scam on the bearded white guy in a red suit fairly early on, being the last of five kids, and with a Dad that blurted out at breakfast that he couldnâ€™t digest milk and it would give him serious gasâ€¦ Hmmm, no wonder the milk and cookies left out seemed untouched. Forget the explanation that Santa was too full to have a bite after hitting 32 million homes prior to ours. My wife says her neighbor told her that Santa was shot in Luneta and she went wailing to her mom, who responded with something like â€œyup, sheâ€™s right!â€ Our own daughter had one of those dopey kids in her class a few years ago who took great pleasure in bursting everyoneâ€™s bubble and The Kid came home crestfallen and in tears as Santa didnâ€™t exist anymoreâ€¦ I told her only one thingâ€¦ In our home and others, if you believe in Santa, he will ALWAYS exist. On this matter I do not jest. Ever.
So many folks get put out by the holidays. The expense, the hassle, the traffic, the mindless gift-giving, the bizarre office parties, the false merriment or lack of it. But I have ALWAYS embraced it. And in my own small way, try to make the holidays brighter for other folks as well. So now that most of our major dinners are over, the presents are all delivered or given out, the Misa de Gallo started but not completed, and all the hubbub dying down, we prepare for Christmas Day. When I was a kid, my mom took great pains to have â€œSantaâ€ wrapper, leave hay out the front door and â€œdeer tracks,â€ as well as have us leave a drink and some cookies. The latter is something we still do in our home. This year it is likely to be a large red cup of hot chocolate with a cinnamon sugared stick from that nice spice shop in Serendra, together with some gingerbread cookies we made earlier in the month. This is left near the tree on a table with a whole cornucopia of holiday sweets and baked goods, just in case Santa needed more sugar.
But if it were up to me to select the nightâ€™s snack menu, I would leave a plate out with nuts (pistachios and cashews) for protein/energy and a nice ice cold Diet Coke. He could also dip into my vitamin pillbox and have a Centrum and 400mg of Vitamin E to keep him going at warp speed across the planet (can you imagine the wind burn on his facial skin?) and a half or whole dose of Crestor for all the cholesterol he has gained from the snacks left out by folks all over the world! And to guide Rudolph and the 8 other reindeer into a short landing strip in our backyard (I donâ€™t think the old G.I. sheets on our roof can take the weight), we have gussied up our chocolate Labrador in a red collar and told her to keep her eyes out for a jolly old bearded guy in red Armani couture. From our home to yours, Marketman & Family, crew and pets wish you all a truly wonderful Christmas!!! Maligayang Pasko!!!