And when they do I love to think I am there to bring them to you, commercial free and unedited for your viewing pleasure.
On this rare occasion I dust off my Mrs. Clause skirts and shake the tinsel out of my toe-head and give to you triple treats:
- The Flash Fiction story from Vicki Batman’s sentence.
- My Christmas in July celebration, and best of all …
- The fireworks show in Coney Island.
Vicki’s sentence was: Once upon a time, a husband gave his beloved three wishes. This first ________
The Land of Nod …
Her name was Princess Imogene* and she lived in a kingdom called TeeVee Land, once known to all as The Land of Nod. A place where amazing things happened every day and no one except the sponsors complained.
And a place where Once upon a time, a husband gave his beloved three wishes. This first day, she waited for her true love, Prince Caeasar, to come to her tower thirty-five stories above the golden statue to grant her first wish that she be permitted to roam The Rock.
He waved the weekly script notes over her head and said, “Princess Imogene, you may take your leave to roam The Rock. But be mindful and do not allow a stranger in short pants to eat of the fruits on your head.”
Sadly, Princess Imogene was a bit of a tart and allowed the first man in short pants she found to eat the passion fruits from her headdress. That night she returned to her tower and told Prince Caesar, “Oh my beloved, I am now empty-headed. What shall I do?”
“You have two more wishes, my love.”
She pondered. If she wished for her fruits to return, she’d be stuck walking into rehearsals for the next eon with a fruit basket pinned to her head. “I shall remain empty headed,” she told her beloved, “and wish that the next four script changes be given to that pin-head, Woody.”
For it was known to all in TeeVee Land that Woody was convinced Princess Imogene was his long lost twin sister.
And so her second wish was granted and for the next four consecutive shows, Princess Inogene and her empty head, worked with Woody and his pin head and stole The Show of Shows.
This did not sit well with Prince Caesar. He told his beloved, “You have but one wish left. Chose wisely or I will vanquish you in the ratings.”
All night she worried. What to wish for that the Prince would love so much, she would be back in his good favor?
Early the next day before the others arrived, Princess Imogene went to the bull-pen and told Prince Caesar, “I wish that the time when the world falls in love should happen on the night we watch the skies ablaze with colors.
I wish that we all have that time together to celebrate our love … because you know Prince Caesar …
everybody needs a little Christmas in July.”
Christmas in July …
It is said that we should keep Christmas in our hearts all year. And indeed I do. I do not, however, keep Christmas posts in my archives. Each Holiday Season on January 6th, which we call The Little Christmas (The Epiphany) … I remove holiday posts and keep them off-line.
Why? That’s easy. You wouldn’t want poor Ralphie running around in the snow all year, now would you?
Yes, the world falls in love during those magical days … and today I broke with my own tradition in three quarter time and decided I need a little bit of Christmas right this very minute.
In the southern hemisphere, winter falls in July. Therefore in countries such as Australia, New Zealand and South Africa in order to have Christmas with a winter feel Christmas in July events are undertaken. However, Christmas in December, the usual month, is a far more common practice, despite it being summer.
In the northern hemisphere some people throw parties during July that mimic Christmas celebrations, bringing the atmosphere of Christmas but with warmer temperatures. Parties may include Santa Claus, ice cream and other cold foods, and gifts. Nightclubs host parties open to the public. Reference
Christmas in July graphic
I imagine myself on the beach in Coney Island, a fully decorated Christmas tree planted in the sand as the sky moves from dusk to dark with an explosion of colors.
Fourth of July Photo
The Fireworks show in Coney Island …
From Sunset Park:
The mothers and children went late on Tuesday arriving at the beach around three in the afternoon with their wagons and bundles. They set up camp in their usual spot, gathered several of the large steel mesh trash cans to cordon off their territory and sat back, waiting for the men to arrive.
Antoinette loved those Tuesdays when one of her brothers and her father came to the beach. She jumped off her father’s shoulders into the cool ocean. When Andrew came he took her out to the third barrel and let her float on the thick oily rope. Or he sat and played his guitar and sang.
Kids from all over New York knew the famous display of fireworks that exploded every Tuesday night at Coney Island from Fourth of July to Labor Day.
The families shared their pots and dishes filled with pastas and salads, broke fresh baked bread and toasted deep blood red wine in short glasses the old men used for tea at the deli. They laughed and ran after the small children, corralled them into the center of the blankets, banked by their parents, protected, safe and happy.
Andrew, Gio and Charlie brought their guitars and Bill sat holding hands with his newest love Teresa Ciacone, a nurse at Coney Island Hospital. Antoinette moved back and rested on a blanket alone listening to the sounds of the strings and the harmony of their voices. She wanted the night to go on forever as she gazed at the sky and watched dusk turn to dark. It was a warm breezy summer night and the sky overflowing with stars, filled with the hush sounds of children and adults.
Then suddenly the night exploded with light, the darken sky decorated with intricate patterns, trailing, swirling. Like blossoms opening and closing and petals falling, falling towards the water, towards her smiling face. The sounds of children laughing, people clapping, hushed again, exploding colors and lights, a baby crying, a man shouting, patterns and explosions, lighting her face. And oh a collective sigh, ending with the darkened sky.
I hope you enjoyed my triple treat. Have a safe and Happy Fourth of July be it a summer Christmas celebration, hot dogs on the barbie, or a special fireworks show wherever you live.
Inquiring minds need to know.
What three wishes would you make?
fOIS In The City
*Note: Imogene Coca who became my Princess for today, was a talented female comedian and actress who worked on the iconic television program: Our Show of Shows with Sid Caesar. They boasted a magnificent cast and some of the most talented comedy writers to ever come out of TV or Hollywood. Among them were Neil Simon and his brother, Larry Gelbart, Mel Brooks, Carl Reiner, and a very young Woody Allen.