Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we’ve no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
It doesn’t show signs of stopping
And I brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
When we finally say good night
How I’ll hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I’ll be warm.
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we’re still good-bye-ing
But as long as you love me so,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
The weather outside isn’t so frightful nowadays (except for the fact that it’s too warm to be so). Not to state the obvious, but weather has changed—let’s face it. The Midwest can no longer count on a freezing, frosty, white Christmas—it hasn’t been able to for years. New York is lucky if the humidity is low enough to justify wearing a scarf! California is populated with transplants from chilly lands, the South is full of wide-eyed youngsters that have heard blizzard legends but never put their tongues on a snowflake. We all still hang onto the dream of a White Christmas and that first magic, white, feathery snowfall that covers grime and grit and renders city life (momentarily) pure.
This year, increase your good karma by celebrating Old Man Winter in all of his nose-dripping glory. Bring it all back! Believe in Bing! Believe in It’s a Wonderful Life! Believe in Santa. Have a beautiful bash that celebrates the optimism of the season. We are all just big old kids inside, and that’s pretty great. Spread that joy around, with a dinner party that checks your cynicism at the door. Here are some pointers for a blizzard of fun …
1. Play an array of Christmas classics on the stereo or iPod. “Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer,” “Frosty the Snowman,” “The Year Without a Santa Claus,” “A Charlie Brown Christmas.” Loop them, and watch your guests melt like Christmas chocolate. We are all nostalgic at the core, and that makes for a lovely sentiment at any ’do.
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