It's time for one of my favorite holiday traditions: tomorrow night, we will watch Christmas Vacation with the same good friends we've watched it with for the past twenty years, give or take a year or two. We know all the lines, and I still laugh until I cry every time the squirrel jumps out of the tree.
We're older now, and so are our kids--theirs are grown, ours are on the way. We don't see each other that often during the year, but we always make time for dinner and Christmas Vacation. It just wouldn't be the holiday season without it.
In the coming weeks, if you find yourself muttering "it's Christmas, and we're all in misery," take a moment to raise your moose glass of egg nog and toast to old friends and enduring traditions.