#fairy xmas ornaments

[swampfairys]

https://www.zazzle.com/collections/christmas_fairy_ornaments-119374494790697474?rf=238171265478508248

[kpop-bbg]

[teddy-bear-naps-and-random-snaps]

[yelenaday]

Miniature Fairy Castle on Moon 🌜DIY LED Christmas Ornament

[aleskie-hischier]

CHRISTMAS CRAFTING (ft. Max Verstappen)

SUMMARY: You and Max make your own Christmas ornaments. Fun times ensue!

The Xmas Album Masterlist

Warnings: None :)) Just some christmas fluff!!

“Pass me the glue, please,” Max says, his eyes laser-focused on the red bulb in his hands, inspecting it for any imperfections. “And the sequins too.”

You smile and hand him the materials, watching with admiration as he carefully glues on sequins, each one placed with precision.

You’d suggested making a few ornaments for Christmas this year, thinking it would be a cute couple’s activity while Max was in his off-season. He’d agreed, albeit reluctantly. But in true overachiever fashion, he quickly got hooked, and now you’re surrounded by seven—no, maybe eight—Christmas tree ornaments, each one a tiny masterpiece, covered in glitter and bright colors. They were all crafted by you and your boyfriend. But mostly by him.

“I didn’t expect you to get so into this,” you say, resting your chin on your hand, abandoning your own ornament for the moment to watch him work. You can't help but smile at how absorbed he is, so focused and meticulous with every little detail.

“Neither did I,” he says, carefully adding a final touch of gold glitter to the ornament in his hands. His brow furrows in concentration as he watches the glitter settle, making sure every corner is covered. “But it’s fun.”

He inspects his work one last time, turning the ornament this way and that, as if searching for some small flaw. After a moment, he nods to himself, satisfied with the result, and gently places it down next to the others.

“And it makes you happy,” he adds, looking up at you with a small, playful smile. “So we’re both happy.”

You feel your heart warm at his words. There’s something undeniably sweet about how he’s embraced this whole thing, even if it wasn’t exactly his idea. The room feels cozier now, filled with the soft glow of fairy lights and the tiny, imperfect ornaments scattered around you, each one a symbol of this unexpected little tradition you’ve started.

You inch closer from where you're sitting on the floor, moving toward the crafts scattered near the Christmas tree, and take a moment to really appreciate what you've both created. Some of the ornaments are beautifully done—the pink and white one you made, covered in hearts, and the one Max crafted that resembles the Red Bull livery are definite standouts. 

But then there are others that could only be described as, well, creative nightmare fuel. Case in point: the glittery Grinch-themed ornament Max made, complete with the Grinch’s face while wearing a Santa suit. You can’t help but laugh when you see it, but your favorites are undoubtedly the ones you both worked on together—those themed after your three children, Jimmy, Sassy, and your newest baby: Donatello.

“I think you have a real future in handicrafts, Maxie,” you tease, grinning.

He chuckles, wiping a bit of glitter off his hands. “Maybe I do. I’ll quit my job, and we can start our own ornament business. What do you think?”

“Let’s save that for when you retire,” you smirk.

You both laugh, but as his eyes meet yours, there's a soft, genuine look in them that makes your heart skip a beat. The moment feels like it’s been suspended in time—simple, calm, and entirely just for the two of you.

“I’m glad we did this,” he says, taking your hand in his and gently intertwining your fingers. “I like spending time with you.”

“I like spending time with you too,” you say, your heart tugging at his words, the sincerity in his voice making you feel even closer.

“No, but…” He pauses, considering his words carefully. “We don’t get to do stuff like this much over the season. I’m always training, or working, or doing sponsorships. We don’t get enough time.”

“We do a lot of fun things over the season,” you say gently, reassuring him. “We go boating, play on the beach…” You lift your hand, cupping his face, feeling the slight stubble on your palm. “I’m happy with grocery shopping with you and taking the cats to the vet and even just staying at home washing dishes or cleaning up.”

His lips twitch into a smile, and for a moment, neither of you says anything. The quiet feels comfortable, like a space carved out just for the two of you.

You ruffle his hair affectionately as you rise to your feet, stretching slightly before picking up one of the ornaments. You glance at him, a playful spark in your eyes. “Why don’t we start hanging these up?”

Max grins, stretching as well before getting to his feet. “Yeah, let’s make our tree look more…unique.” He picks up a couple of ornaments, holding them up with a certain seriousness, inspecting them like they’re priceless treasures as he ponders where the best place to showcase them is.

As you start placing the first few on the tree, you can’t help but admire how your mismatched collection of creations is starting to come together. The ornaments, with their odd shapes and bright colors, make the tree feel uniquely yours, like it’s an extension of your relationship—full of little quirks and inside jokes.

Max hovers beside you, carefully hanging his Grinch ornament on a low branch. “I think this is the best one,” he says with a smirk, stepping back to admire it.

You laugh, shaking your head. “It’s definitely…something,” you tease, but you can’t help but appreciate the effort he’s put into every piece, no matter how absurd some of them might look.

As the tree begins to fill with your handmade creations, you both step back to admire the results. There’s something so satisfying about it, like you’ve turned your shared time and effort into something tangible, a physical manifestation of your love.

“We should do this again next year,” he says, pulling you gently next to him as you both admire the collection on the tree.

You smile up at him. “And the year after that too?”

He grins, his arms slipping around you. “We’ll do it until all our ornaments are custom-made by us,” he says with a teasing smirk, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

You laugh, your heart warm. “That sounds perfect.”

Max looks at you then, his gaze soft and filled with something deeper. His eyes linger for a moment longer than usual, and the air between you both seems to shift.

“With you, everything is,” he says quietly, his voice low, almost as if he’s speaking to himself, the words wrapped in sincerity and affection.

You lean into him, the world outside fading away, leaving only the soft glow of the Christmas lights twinkling around the ornaments you made, casting a warm light that seems to make them glow with life.

[msgexymunson]

Christmas With Eddie

Description: you spend your first Christmas with Eddie, and manage to make him feel the magic of the holidays again.

Warnings: Nothing really, just fluff, fem! implied reader, Xmas celebrations

A/N: Just a cute little fluff piece to celebrate your first Christmas with Eddie! Merry Christmas Everybody! If you enjoy it, please comment and reblog, it'll make my day (and it would be a lovely Xmas gift!) ❤💋❤

1.3k Words

Masterlist

Eddie has always hated the holidays. It was too cold for starters. Never having much at home, he never got a proper winter coat, and the holidays just seemed that little extra bitter without one. He remembers his middle school days; dragging his feet home in his year round jacket from good will, trying to stuff his hands as deep as he could into the worn pockets, attempting to excavate long lost warmth.

The TV adverts were torture on top of the cold. There's the perfect family, they seemed to say, mom, dad, two kids and a dog. Happily ever after. There was never an advert with some poor kid with an uncle for a dad, pinching pennies in a trailer park, living off of canned goods and food stamps.

It didn't matter when he grew, when he earned money from illegitimate means for himself. The holidays always had that sour edge to them, like an unripened orange. Bitter rind soft against his impoverished tongue. They weren't meant for him.

And then there was you. Eddie knew from the moment he met you that you were too good for him; too nice, too pure. He knew that this was a temporary thing; some sort of short-term madness that he was lucky enough to be a part of.

These thoughts invaded his mind when he caught up to you. He couldn't help but chuckle in the middle of the mall, eyes sparkling like the inside of a Christmas ornament. You are giggling obscenely, turning over every single snow globe you could find. There were a lot.

"Eddie, look! There's so many!" You giggle and bounce on the spot, unable to contain yourself.

"Yeah I see baby, having fun?"

Your eyes flicker back to his, pure sugar plum fairy dreams rattling around your skull.

Eddie feels a fire reigniting in his chest; a longing he hasn't felt since his mother was alive.

Failing to notice, the whites of your eyes reflect coloured fairy lights, enchanted with magic and love.

"Look at the grotto Eddie!! Oh my God, it's perfect!" You point, magic in the air expelling through your excited fervour.

Eddie laughs, following your finger. Excited children gather at the edge of the grotto, lining up to see Santa Claus.

"Look! It's so cute!" You beam, reviewing the line of wide eyed youngsters in your wake.

"You think they'd let me in?" You tilt your head to the side, pondering.

"I think you might be a little big princess." Eddie laughs, rubbing your arm in consolation.

"Hmm. No fair. I wanna see Santa."

"Well, how's about we go home and you sit on my lap instead?" Eddie smirks, tilting your chin up to meet him. You grin right back, arms thrown around his neck, pulling him in for a sweet kiss.

********************

It's Christmas Eve, and Eddie's pulling up to the trailer, expecting it to be dark and cold, since Wayne liked to pull extra hours for double pay at the plant; but to his surprise there are coloured lights in the windows. Intrigued, he walks into the living room, and sees you bouncing on your heels, in a little elf dress and hat, beaming like the rays of the sun.

Eddie and Wayne had a Christmas tree, of sorts. Just some little thing sparsely covered in cheap baubles and a few homemade decorations from when Eddie was a kid. It was still up, and the wonky stars and macaroni angel were still on it, but they had been joined by some new ornaments. Plus there was tinsel. A lot of tinsel. It surrounded the TV and the door frame, as well as hanging from the ceiling. Coloured bulbs shone everywhere, refracting the glitter, making Eddie feel like he was in the inside of a disco ball.

"Princess, it looks like Christmas threw up in here." He laughs. Eddie's stunned to say the least. No ones made the trailer look like this before. No ones cared enough.

"I know right! I asked your uncle and he said 'go ham sweetheart,'" you say back at Eddie, putting on your Wayne impression, complete with gruff voice and frowny face. Eddie chuckles. It's pretty spot on.

"You didn't have to do this you know."

"Oh I know. I just, wanted you to feel special. Plus I thought we could do gifts tonight, if you're ready?"

"Yeah if you want," Eddie flushes. "They aren't very expensive or anything."

You frown at him, eyes glassy. "Baby, it doesn't matter what they cost, they're from you. I know I'll love them."

Eddie's heart swells at your words. He wonders what you see in him, how he could have possibly gotten this lucky to call you his girlfriend. It's like everything you touch is pure magic.

He leads you to his bedroom and barks out a laugh when he gets there. You had been in here too, but the fairy lights around his desk and bed were red, and you'd managed to scrounge some black tinsel from somewhere.

"Princess I love it. Fuckin metal."

"Yeah, I thought this was more you."

Reaching to the side of the bed, you pull out a gift bag.

"Here you go baby. Merry Christmas!"

Eddie rips the bag open unceremoniously, tearing at the tissue paper inside. Out flops a matt black jewellery box. He flips it open. Inside is a silver ring; a skull, but the top of the skull turns to silver flames. Eddie is shocked.

"Sweetheart, it's too much, I-"

You wave your arms, "nope, nope. You deserve it. Just accept it. I wanted to give it to you. There's something else, look in the tissue paper."

Eddie, already reeling from the gift of the ring, looks inside the wrapping to discover another paper wrapped present. He tears it open, revealing a beautiful dice set. There's a red, dragon like eye set in the middle of each one.

"I thought- well, it was kinda like the eye of Sauron, kinda fitting for a DM, you know? All seeing?" Nerves rack your voice.

"Sweetheart, they are perfect. You're perfect." He reaches out to envelop the back of your head with his large palm, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

Eddie doesn't know how to tell you you've turned his heart inside out, and teared all his barriers down as easily as confetti.

"Here's yours princess. Sorry, I'm not great at wrapping." He thrusts a lumpy parcel into your hands, hastily added bow sitting lopsided on the top.

You rip the paper carefully to reveal the perfume you and Eddie both loved that time you visited the Mall together and nearly got thrown out by security. You giggle at the memory.

Immediately opening the box, you spray the scent on and inhale deeply.

"Oh I love it Eddie, thank you!" You peck him on the lips.

"There's, a couple more." He gestures to the parcel, cheeks flushing red.

You investigate further, and discover a mix tape, as well as an envelope. Curiously, you unseal it and look inside. It's a painted picture of what looks like your D & D character. A beautiful elven ranger, all leather and fur, with a gorgeous bow, a quiver on her back and a strength in her eye.

"Oh baby, I cant even- I'm so speechless. Its incredible! Thank you!" You throw your arms nearly violently around his neck, pushing him flat on his back.

"Thank you so much Eddie." You kiss his nose, and meet his eyes.

"No, thank you." Eddie's eyes are full with love.

Eddie has always hated the holidays. He is currently struggling to remember why. Eddie loves the holidays, now that he's with you.

This is just a gift to some lovely people. I hope you enjoy it. Happy Holidays!

@eddiesprincess86 @munson-blurbs @eddiemunsonfuxks @onehotgreasymechanic @zestychili @eddiemunsons-missingnipple @indouloureux @lunatictardis @joejoequinnquinn @bowerquinn @greenishghostey

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Julie said she got these vintage Xmas ornaments at an auction, but I’m thinkin’ roach clips. 

Fairy Witch Cottagecore Vibes

[songofsaraneth]

i’m trying not to use instagram much anymore but really miss the “stories” feature and sharing random pics from my day, so gonna post that more here instead maybe!

Went downtown today looking for xmas gifts, mostly failed but did get some jam for a friend. Wandering the giant used bookstore I found this sign referencing cowboy poetry, so spent 10 minutes hunting it down and found a great little chapbook. Also stopped at the free art museum and this month’s exhibition was Clyde Butcher’s work, check out that insane large format film camera! Also a make-your-own fairy garden ornament stand at the farmers market :)

[asikubi-soda]

2022 Xmas『1983』

Chapter 3

A little past noon, the snow had stopped and the sky was cloudless, and the winter sun was floating in the high sky. The sunlight, which is not enough to melt the snow, is reflected on the ground and shines brightly.

Snape's eyes squinted at the light, his nose tucked into his winter scarf, and he gazed at a small, withered fountain.

Benches were lined up in a semicircle around the fountain, and the buildings on the other side of the street were decorated for Christmas. Here and there store signs are buried in the snow, and a tree can be seen in the shop window. Behind and around the fountain was a short forest, and beyond that was a row of buildings.

Everyone passing by the small park seems to be a wizard or a witch. I hear the sound of Apparition in the distance. The fountain in front of me must have been Muggle-proof.

Snape spread out a newspaper he had found in a Muggle storefront on the way there, as the bench he had just waved his wand to melt the snow was warm. It featured Muggle sports, football match results, and interviews with Muggle musicians returning from world tours.

After that, there were no articles that caught my eye, and when I looked up at the fountain again, there was a familiar face on the other side. Looking around and noticing this one, the bearded face showed a smile that could be seen from afar.

"Did you wait?"

"So-so"

Snape put the newspaper in the pocket of his coat and stood up to look at Lupin. His nose and ears turned bright red from the outside air, and his beard was smiling happily as he rubbed his cold red fingertips together. The brown hair on the beard, which was more trimmed than usual, had more premature gray hairs.

A Christmas song is heard in the distance.

"It's cold."

"It must be cold with just a coat on."

Snape, smirking, reached up to Lupin's cheek amusingly. Rubbing his cheek against his glove, Lupine inhales his scent through a cold nose. A black coat, a black muffler and gloves, and the usual all-black outfit suits him best.

"Let's go? No, I don't mind if you hug me for a while..."

Snape only squinted at Lupin's insistent gaze. They walked along the rim of the fountain, passing overhead fairies carrying ornaments along the way. When the two looked where the fairies were headed, they saw that the biggest fir tree in the forest had become a Christmas tree. A fairy's little house is built between the ornaments.

"Where are you going?"

"Hmm? I'd like to drink something warm first."

"You had lunch, didn't you?"

“Yeah, thanks to that, I was able to take it easy. But you know, I want to spend my date more slowly. ”

Looked to his side, his red cheeks loosening and staring at him. Snape pulls up his scarf and turns away. Lupine looked disappointed, but his cheeks remained relaxed as he walked alongside him.

"Maybe you have work after this?"

"No."

A short reply comes from inside the black scarf.

Ah, now I want to hold your hand. I want to hug you. Lupine resisted reaching for him and thrust his haggard hand into his coat pocket.

Passing through the woods and out onto the street, the stone walls were covered with snow like powdered sugar, and children were drawing pictures with their fingers. They passed it and stopped at a pub with menus covered in snow. The voices of the bustling customers, the smell of food, and rock music can be heard from inside the store.

"There's mulled wine, shall we have it here?"

"Yes, I will pay."

Snape left Lupin there, walked into the pub, and immediately ordered from the barman.

"Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, two mulled wines."

"Okay, two mulled wines."

Snape nodded when the bartender held up two fingers to see if there were two orders. Snape pulled a bi-fold wallet from his inner coat pocket and tapped the button on the coin purse with his fingertips. No one here noticed that the coin purse had changed, and the contents had changed from galleons to pounds.

"Thank you, let me pay next time."

"As you like."

Watching him take the wine from Snape and bow lightly, Lupine fought the urge to kiss him on the cheek.

The two of them moved to the edge of the empty counter, and Lupine breathed a sigh of relief at the warmth of the wine in his hands. Snape removes his glove and puts it on the counter.

"My parents used to come to this area before."

"So here."

"Yeah...he said it's the best for a date...it's delicious."

Snape leaned against the wall, frowning at the word 'date' Lupin whispered to him, and looked at his bearded face sipping wine.

"It's so much fun, it's the best Christmas ever."

"well well…"

Snape frowns and turns his head away, looking inside the store while sipping the wine. Lupine smiled at him and put his elbows on the counter and crossed his legs.

The mulled wine they both had had red wine and orange aromas coming out of their nostrils, and the honey warmed their cold bodies from the inside.

Lupine, who was looking at the entrance of the store, leaned over Snape's shoulder and told him a secret.

"...the first kiss is you."

"What?"

Snape stopped drinking wine and looked at smiling bearded face, and on the other side, a couple were kissing against the backdrop of the snowy landscape.

"Then what?"

"At that time, I summoned the courage of a generation. I was hit with all my might."

"No wonder."

"Haha, is that so."

Snape frowned and half-glared at Lupin, who smiled happily as he sipped the wine.

"Without permission..."

"Would you forgive me if I did?"

"Idiot."

"Now?"

Snape, who was about to slap, clenched his hand and clicked his tongue at Lupin's expression, which was a mixture of joking and seriousness.

"There's no reason to do that. Don't be conceited."

"Haha, that's a pain."

Lupine knew that if the store hadn't been occupied, he would have been staring at him in silence. Snape, who rarely nodded or responded, only answered refusals firmly. And when agree, silently wait for me to approach.

Lupine shrugged his shoulders. Watching him smile happily no matter what he said, Snape twisted his wrist to check the wand on his cuff, just in case the bearded face might actually kiss him at some point. Until now, no matter how many times I refused, the only person who wouldn't leave me was Lupine, who was sitting next to me.

Without knowing that they were thinking about each other, without a doubt, the two of them finished their wine and left the restaurant.

[daimonclub]

Christmas holidays

Merry Christmas holiday time Christmas holidays, customs, story, and traditions in Anglo speaking countries, an article that explains the origin and development of this great Christian feast, with some quotes and useful links. Christmas it seems to me is a necessary festival; we require a season when we can regret all the flaws in our human relationships: it is the feast of failure, sad but consoling. Graham Greene Christmas Eve is my favorite... I think the anticipation is more fun than anything else. I kind of lost that. The idea that something - food, traditions, an arbitrary date on the calendar - can be special because we decide it should be. We make it special. Not just for ourselves, but for others. Kiersten White I sometimes think we expect too much of Christmas Day. We try to crowd into it the long arrears of kindliness and humanity of the whole year. As for me, I like to take my Christmas a little at a time, all through the year. And thus I drift along into the holidays - let them overtake me unexpectedly - waking up some find morning and suddenly saying to myself: 'Why, this is Christmas Day! Ray Stannard Baker I have always thought of Christmas-time... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. Charles Dickens Let the children have their night of fun and laughter. Let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures before we turn again to the stern task and the formidable years that lie before us, resolved that, by our sacrifice and daring, these same children shall not be robbed of their inheritance or denied their right to live in a free and decent world. Winston Churchill Christmas Holiday Christmas is undoubtedly the most important festival of the year. It is the celebration of the birthday of Christ. Christmas means "mass", or church service, for Christ. The abbreviation Xmas derives from the Greek letter X that was used as a symbol for Christ by early Christians. For most boys and girls these celebrations mean preparing the Christmas tree, singing carols, pantomime, the church service in the late evening, the sumptuous dinner at midday with the whole family and, of course, Santa Claus, the smiling old man with the beard who slides down the chimney during the night to bring presents for the children. These Christmas traditions are losing their religious and traditional aspect and are becoming more consumistic. This is happening in both the English-speaking countries and in the rest of the world.

Christmas nativity advent of Jesus Xmas yesterday To children Xmas means the season of joy, of family and of presents. Its festivities mark the magic moment of the whole year. The children of the English-speaking countries still feel Christmas this way, while the adults seem to have turned it into a festival of consumerism. Children still delight in preparing the Christmas tree, a fir tree which is decorated with small, brightly-coloured lights and glass ornaments. Their feast still has a "Carol Service" consisting of Xmas hymns and readings from a Bible. Xmas Eve is probably even nicer than Christmas itself. Before going to bed, children prepare the "old sock" at the foot of the bed in which Santa Claus will place the presents during the night. On Christmas day, after the church service, the family gathers around the tree. They open the presents and then they sit down to the traditional dinner. Later, the children go and see a pantomime, a kind of comedy play with singing and dancing based on a well-known fairy story or folk story such as Cinderella, Robin Hood, etc. This wonderful feast will last twelve days and nights up to the Epifany. Xmas today In Great Britain, the USA, Canada, Australia, etc., in families without children, Xmas is constantly becoming less a feast of love and more and more a consumer festival. Maybe we should speak of a religion of consumerism. Christmas trees have multiplied and have become bigger and more brightly lit. Around them are parcels of presents, lots of them. Even Santa Claus - whose name derives from St Nicolaus or Nicholas - has changed. He is no longer the little old man coming from the North Pole on his sleigh, but a cheery, rosy-cheeked gentleman sitting at the entrance of department stores to attract customers. Santa Claus, or Father Christmas, has therefore changed from children's dream to buyers attraction. Even Christmas dinner seems to have changed. The enormous turkey sitting on the table proves this as do also all the bottles of wine. Of Christmas - the one with traditions and family love - there seems to be left only the name. Christmas in New York New York is not only inhabited by rich people. The contrast between lights, warmth and wealth, represented by Santa Claus and his gifts, and the world of the poor and homeless is highlighted during the Christmas period. New York shines with lights at Christmas. The brightest part of the city is the Rockefeller Center, with its enormous Christmas Tree and its ice rink where skaters may have fun in the chilly New York winter. All towns are full of lights during Christmas-time and on New Year's Day. But New York is brighter that any other city: the Catholic traditions of the Irish, the Polish and the Italians have mixed with the Orthodox traditions of Slays and Greeks, and with those of the white Anglo-Saxon Protestants, so that all Christians (and non-Christians as well) participate in the Holy Night. St Nicholas Story They bring happiness St Nicholas was the bishop of the Italian town Bari. He was a very good and generous man. He died in December and parents started giving gifts' to their children on the anniversary of his death, in order to remind them of the saint's generosity. At the end of the Roman Era and during the Middle Ages, Europe was far more united than we can imagine: pilgrims' travelled to sanctuaries, scholars' went from one university to another - and so St Nicholas, or Nicolaus , became known all over Europe. And in northern Europe Santa Claus, who brings gifts during the Christmas period, is still St Nicholas from Bari with his new northern name. Yet, in the original Celtic tradition there were two other people who brought gifts during winter. Of course you know them. One is the Italian Befana, who is a good witch on her way back from the witches' Sabbath. The others were the tiny' gnomes from northern Europe, who lived in old trees in the forests. They also wore a big red hood'. A little girl who spoke to wolves' and walked in the forest wearing a red hood and carrying gifts is no doubt known to you: Little Red Riding Hood. CHRISTMAS DAY December 25th (Conversations) It is 1.30 on Christmas Day and the Browns are eating their Christmas dinner. Mrs Brown's father is carving the turkey and Mrs Brown is serving ... Mrs Brown: I hope the turkey's cooked properly, Father. Father: It looks fine to me. Mrs Brown: Will you have ham and sausages with your turkey, Barbara? Barbara: Yes, please, Mum. Mrs Brown: And bread sauce? Barbara: Yes. Mrs Brown: And chestnut stuffing? Barbara: Oh yes - I'll have everything. Mrs Brown: Here you are then. Barbara: It looks delicious. Pass the gravy, please, David. Mrs Brown: Don't wait for us, Barbara. Start yours or it'll get cold. Now, David, what'll you have? ... ... And after the main course the Browns had Christmas pudding with brandy butter, mince pies with cream followed by nuts and fruit and coffee. Then they all pulled crackers. Inside each cracker there was a coloured paper hat, a joke and a small toy - a whistle or a doll perhaps. After such a large meal - and a lot of washing-up they all settled down to watch the Queen on television. (A Christmas Day programme in which The Queen speaks to the Commonwealth.) In the evening they went carol singing with the church choir and visited an old people’s home. This is one of the carols they sang: I saw three ships come sailing in on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day. I saw three ships come sailing in on Christmas Day in the morning. And what was in those ships all three, / On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day? And what was in those ships all three, /On Christmas Day in the morning? Our Saviour Christ and His lady,/ On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day; Our Saviour Christ and His lady, / On Christmas Day in the morning. Write wish messages on some Christmas Cards. If you were invited to Christmas dinner with the Browns what would you like to eat? What would you say to Mrs Brown? Christmas in Scotland Mr Rogers is on the phone to a restaurant in Scotland. - Hello. Mees restaurant. - Hello. My name is Rogers. I'm spending a few days in Scotland for Christmas. Is it possible to reserve a table for Christmas dinner? - Yes, Mr Rogers. How many of you are there going to be? - Four. I've heard you serve traditional Scottish dinner. Do you? - Of course. May I have your full name and... (fades) Pudding The Jones are having their Christmas dinner. - How did you like the pudding? - It was great. Fantastic. - Do you want some more, Mary? - Well... yes, please. Just a little bit, though. - OK. Here you are. - That's enough, thank you. - What about you, John? Would you like some more? - Oh, no, thank you. It's got more calories than... than a volcano! Friends Mary meets Joey the day before Christmas. - Joey! Hi. Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas, Mary. How's it going? I haven't seen you around these days. - I had a bout of flu! - Oh, poor thing... - But I'm all right now. Well, I'm in a bit of a hurry... Oh... Happy New Year! - The same to you! Hangover It's New Year's Day. John is walking the dog and he meets his friend Charles. - Hello, Charles. Happy New Year. - Happy New Year. Gosh, John: you look miserable. - I know. It's a hangover. I had too much Italian wine last night. - It always happens when one's used to beer. - But they think beer is not good enough for New Year's Eve. So the friends who invited us served wine. And we had brought some port as a present... and now I'm dying! - Come on! Tomorrow you'll be OK. - I hope so...

London Christmas lights decorations Holiday time The Christmas season, also called the festive season, the holiday season (mainly in the U.S. and Canada), or simply the holidays, is an annually recurring period recognized in many Western and Western-influenced countries that is generally considered to run from late November to early January. It is defined as incorporating at least Christmas, and usually New Year, and sometimes various other holidays and festivals. It also is associated with a period of shopping which comprises a peak season for the retail sector (the "Christmas (or holiday) shopping season"), and a period of sales at the end of the season (the "January sales"). Christmas window displays and Christmas tree lighting ceremonies when trees decorated with ornaments and light bulbs are illuminated, are traditions in many areas. In the denominations of Western Christianity, the term "Christmas season" is considered synonymous with Christmastide, a term associated with Yuletide, which runs from December 25 (Christmas Day) to January 5 (Epiphany Eve), popularly known as the 12 Days of Christmas. However, as the economic impact involving the anticipatory lead-up to Christmas Day grew in America and Europe into the 19th and 20th centuries, the term "Christmas season" began to become synonymous instead with the traditional Christian Advent season, the period observed in Western Christianity from the fourth Sunday before Christmas Day until Christmas Day itself. The term "Advent calendar" survives in secular Western parlance as a term referring to a countdown to Christmas Day from the beginning of December. And now enjoy some proverbs on Christmas: If I could wish a wish for you, it would be for peace and happiness not only now, but for the whole year through! Catherine Pulsifer, Christmas is more than just presents, it's love and harmony. Julie Hebert Peace on earth will come to stay, when we live Christmas every day. Helen Steiner Rice Christmas can't be bought from a store ... Maybe Christmas means a little bit more. Dr.Seuss Christmas comes but once a year. Proverb, (Italian) At Christmas the day stretches out of a rooster's step! Proverb, (Italian) But when it comes it brings good cheer. Proverb Read also our other posts on Christmas  ; Christmas quotes ; 60 great Christmas quotes ; Christmas tree origin and quotes ;  Traditional Christmas Carols ; Christmas jokes ; Christmas cracker jokes ; Christmas food ; Christmas thoughts ; Christmas story ; Christmas in Italy ; Christmas holidays ; Christmas songs ; Christmas poems ; An Essasy on Christmas by Chesterton ; International Days List ; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XT_ug0mFdoo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UT_PX9E_3-o Read the full article

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London’s Enchanting Christmas Cinematic Spectacle Takes the Holiday Season by Storm!

In the heart of London, a magical cinematic experience unfolded, transforming the bustling city into a winter wonderland of lights and festive cheer. As the holiday season approached, a group of visionary filmmakers decided to capture the enchanting spirit of Christmas in the capital city like never before.

The project, titled "London Xmas Magic," aimed to blend the rich history and iconic landmarks of London with the warmth and joy of the holiday season. The filmmakers carefully curated a list of the most picturesque locations, from the majestic Tower Bridge to the historic Covent Garden, ensuring that each frame would radiate the festive spirit.

The story follows a group of friends who embark on a whimsical journey through the city on Christmas Eve. The night begins at a charming outdoor ice rink, surrounded by twinkling lights and the aroma of freshly baked gingerbread cookies. As the friends skate beneath the starry sky, the camera captures their laughter and the joyous atmosphere, setting the tone for the magical adventure ahead.

The friends then weave through the cobbled streets of Covent Garden, where street performers entertain with festive tunes and cheerful acts. The filmmakers skillfully incorporate the city's timeless architecture, showcasing its beauty against the backdrop of holiday decorations. The iconic red phone booths and double-decker buses become integral elements in this cinematic Christmas tale.

The narrative takes a heartwarming turn as the group stumbles upon a hidden Christmas market nestled in the heart of London. With stalls adorned with twinkling lights and vendors selling handmade ornaments and seasonal treats, the friends immerse themselves in the spirit of giving and receiving.

As the night progresses, the friends find themselves at the foot of the majestic Tower Bridge, beautifully illuminated against the night sky. The filmmakers skillfully capture the magic of the moment as a light snowfall begins, turning the scene into a winter fairy tale.

The story concludes as the friends gather at a cozy cinema, where they watch a montage of their Christmas adventure unfold on the big screen. The film not only captures the beauty of London during the holidays but also serves as a reminder of the importance of togetherness and the joy that can be found in the simplest of moments.

"London Xmas Magic" quickly becomes a viral sensation, spreading joy and festive spirit across social media platforms. The cinematic journey through London's iconic landmarks and the heartfelt narrative captivates audiences worldwide, making it a beloved holiday tradition for years to come.

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Dont rly kno u at all but saw u wanted ppl 2 share stuff on Roukes blog & I like 2 share stuff so! Im havin a bit of A Time rn but also rly rly excited 4 Xmas! Gonna make GF cookies & go see the pretty lights & watch movies (Home Alone, Die Hard, & Klaus) & maybe do a ornament craft. :3 Also excited abt presents, p sure Im mostly getting nice sensory stuff this year, & mite go 2 aquarium l8r in week, theyve got the worlds smelliest otters. :o Also v friendly stingrays & rly big sharks! -BabyAnon

Oh hi Baby Anon! I also know u from Rouke's blog!

Sorry you're having a Time right now but I'm glad you're excited for Christmas! That sounds rly fun, what kind of cookies are they, just like regular Christmas cookies but gluten free? Ooh I love Klaus, that's one I haven't got round to watching this year yet, we watched Frozen tonight tho! The lights sound nice! Some people are singing carols outside the park I live next to tomorrow evening so I might go and see/join them and bring some fairy lights and wear a santa hat!

Hope you get lots of nice sensory stuff and have fun at the aquarium! I've mostly asked for books this year so I'm excited to do lots of reading between now and new year!

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Celebrate the Festive Spirit with Stunning Christmas Decorations in Delhi

The holiday season is here, and there’s no better way to embrace the magic of Christmas than with beautifully crafted Christmas decorations. In Delhi, where the spirit of celebration meets vibrant creativity, Xmas decorations transform homes, offices, and event spaces into festive wonderlands. At Just 4 You Surprise Planners, we bring your festive dreams to life with unique and eye-catching Christmas decor that adds joy and warmth to every setting.

Why Christmas Decorations Are Special

Christmas is more than just a holiday—it’s a time to create cherished memories with loved ones. The right Christmas decor sets the mood for the season, filling the air with joy, hope, and togetherness. From twinkling fairy lights to grand Christmas trees, every element of Xmas decorations plays a role in making your celebrations unforgettable.

Why Choose Just 4 You Surprise Planners for Your Christmas Decor?

Tailored Designs: We work closely with you to create personalized setups that reflect your style and vision.

High-Quality Materials: Our Xmas decorations are crafted from premium materials for a luxurious and lasting look.

Professional Execution: From planning to setup, our team ensures a hassle-free experience, delivering perfect results every time.

Unique Themes: Whether it’s a winter wonderland, vintage Christmas, or minimalist elegance, we bring innovative ideas to the table.

Top Christmas Decoration Trends in Delhi

Scandinavian Minimalism: A blend of natural elements, neutral colors, and subtle lights.

Traditional Red and Gold: Timeless Christmas decorations with a classic festive vibe.

Eco-Friendly Decor: Sustainable Xmas decorations using recycled materials and greenery.

Whimsical Themes: Fun and playful setups with pastel colors, oversized ornaments, and creative lighting.

Outdoor Light Displays: Vibrant and elaborate light arrangements for gardens, balconies, and patios.

Add a Touch of Magic to Your Celebrations

Whether you’re hosting a grand Christmas party or decorating your home for intimate family gatherings, we ensure every detail is picture-perfect. Let us handle the setup so you can relax and enjoy the festive cheer.

How to Book Your Christmas Decorations in Delhi

Booking your Christmas decor with Just 4 You Surprise Planners is simple:

Visit our website or contact us directly to discuss your requirements.

Choose your theme and decoration elements.

Sit back and watch us transform your space into a festive paradise.

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Christmas Decorations - 2.5Inch x 66Ft 200 Led Christmas Tree Ribbon Lights with 8 Lighting Modes, Battery Operated & USB Powered Fairy String Lights with Timer for Xmas Tree Decor

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About this item

UNIQUE DESIGN: Double layers of organza sheer ribbon lights with gold glitter Xmas pattern and gold edge are especially suitable for decorating Christmas trees. 2-1/2Inch by 66Ft 200 Led Christmas tree ribbon lights will create a romantic atmosphere. The USB lead length is 16-1/2ft.

BATTERY OPERATED & USB PLUG-IN: Our ribbon lights are designed with a 2-in-1 waterproof battery box, which allows you to light it up with 3 AA batteries(Not Included). If you don't want to constantly replace the batteries, then just plug into some valid power supply to light it up! It's a cost-effective solution for Christmas light decorations!

8 LIGHTING MODES: These Christmas ribbon lights have 8 different modes: Combination/ In Waves/ Sequential/ Slo-Glo/ Chasing/ Slow fade/ Twinkle/ Steady on, bringing you a variety of visual enjoyment. Adjust the lighting modes by pressing the round button on the battery case.

TIMER FUNCTION: Comes with a built-in auto timer function(6 hrs ON, 18 hrs OFF). You will need to turn it on at the time you want it to start. The timer turns them on or off simultaneously every day once you set it to avoid forgetting to turn them off.

EASY TO SHAPE: The Christmas copper wire in the ribbon lights is made from high-quality copper wire and is bendable. You can DIY it into any shape you like, such as a bow, and will hold its shape for various purposes of decoration; ideal beautiful ornament for all scenes, occasions, and festival celebrations.

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Trees Don't Cry (post title credit: The Divine Comedy)

Total tree-hugger here. I live in the woods, next to a redwood fairy ring. I've also chopped down and trimmed a blue spruce in the Catskills, paid too much for a Charlie Brown tree on Broadway streetcorners, ridden pitbull around San Francisco collecting castoff trees for Ocean Beach bonfires, and for several years had an aluminum tree drenched in vintage ornaments poached from the dump. I bought the tree pictured above in downtown Hollywood one dark season and had it flocked pink to fulfill a longtime fantasy.

Christmas is weird. Here are songs about Christmas trees.

Saintseneca is among the best 21st Century Alt.Xmas heroes, and last year's song cuts into the heart of today's theme.

Bluesman/bootlegger Charley Jordan and Verdi Lee (aka Xmas Blues veteran Mary Harris), inspiring Lady Gaga back in 1935.

Stephin Merritt is my generation's Sondheim, Cole Porter, and Kurt Weill in one, delivering succinct perfection in each lyric. From 2010:

"O Tannenbaum" is unjustly underrepresented in the shopping-mall canon, and I owe it to the indefatigable Ernie, not Bert (one of the earliest and most prolific sharers of out-of-print Christmas music) for this 1961 adaptation of the evergreen ode to lit-up trees.

In 2014, Ice Choir clarified the axe-edge joy of our Christmas traditions.

Raymond Scott was the daddy of library music, but keep this pre-War comfort food from 1940 in your back pocket for the old-timers.

Way back in the New Gay Nineties, we used to go see Y'ALL play in the East Village, and it was everything. From 1995.

You're only allowed to watch the following if you're in a band (Crying Day Care Choir or Christmas Aguilera, ideally) that's hip enough to reimagine this cringe-corny song from 1969, written by John Barry, sung by Nina, Baroness van Pallandt, and featuring Dame Diana Rigg (and a one-off Bond). Sorry/not sorry. (Yes, the blonde skating up and smiling at 2:15 is Lady Olenna Tyrell.) [N.B. I wrote this post a few months before Dean & Britta & Sonic Boom scooped it.]