It’s In Every One Of Us – A Muppet Christmas Memory

What’s Christmas without the Muppets? (As my friend M-J over at Mary J Melange reminded me recently.) I posted this for Christmas two years ago in the days when almost no one was reading my blog. At M-J’s suggestion, I’m giving it another run.

Have a Muppety Christmas everyone!

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One of my fondest and strongest childhood memories of Christmas involves not a man in a red suit, a Christmas tree and presents but a green frog, a determined pig and a country lad in glasses.

My favourite Christmas album was (and still is) John Denver and The Muppets: A Christmas Together. It’s how I learned the story of Silent Night, it’s why I can never sing the ‘figgy pudding’ verse of We Wish You A Merry Christmas without the urge to start yelling “Won’t go!!” and it’s why whenever I sing The Twelve Days of Christmas and get to Five Gold Rings, I have to stop myself from adding “Ba Dum Bom Bom”.

My favourite song, though, is It’s In Every One Of Us. I’m not sure if I understood the words when I was ten, but it was lovely to sing. It’s still lovely to sing…

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Yes, I Am Jealous Of The Fourth Of July

Today is Australia Day. I made my thoughts about the day pretty clear last July. Today, our Prime Minister has chosen to award an Australian Knighthood (no, I don’t know why we have them either) to Prince Philip. That’s right, husband of our Monarch who lives in England. (No, I don’t know why we have to have an English monarch as our Head of State either.)
So I figured I might just as well reblog my feelings about Australia Day, now more buried in cringe than ever before, and go about my day as normal. It’s Republic Day in India – perhaps I’ll celebrate that instead.

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Me, aged about 10 months (Lexington, KY)

Today is the Fourth of July, American Independence Day.

I’m not American. The photo above was taken when we spent a year of my earliest life living in Kentucky. I spoke my first words with an American accent.

Australians know all about Independence Day. It figures prominently in Hollywood and every US television series from Leave It To Beaver to The Wonder Years to Modern Family has had at least one Fourth of July themed episode (or so it seems).

In some ways, I envy the USA and the passion they hold for their national day. Along with their Northern cousins, they celebrate a day they became a nation in their own right, whether through war and bloodshed or, as my Canadian blogging friend Joanne put it, by asking “our British Motherland for permission“.

I also envy them their flags, unique…

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