{"id":24,"date":"2011-12-18T16:49:27","date_gmt":"2011-12-18T21:49:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/?p=24"},"modified":"2013-05-13T14:30:24","modified_gmt":"2013-05-13T18:30:24","slug":"tis-the-season-of-chrismukkah","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/tis-the-season-of-chrismukkah\/","title":{"rendered":"T’is the season of Chrismukkah"},"content":{"rendered":"
My first introduction to the wonderful term “Chrismukkah”<\/p><\/div>\n
It’s December, and that means that the holidays are upon us. I’m\u00a0Jewish and I married a non-Jew. My husband, John, describes himself as half-Jewish and half-Oshawa, the city he grew up in.\u00a0 This\u00a0also happens to be\u00a0partially the rational behind our son Kyle’s middle name – Joshua or Jew-Oshawa. Amazing – I know! As my husband doesn’t really have a religion, before we married we agreed to raise our kids Jewish with a little bit of Oshawa (those of you picturing a mullet flowing out the back of a Yamaka\u00a0– you’ve missed the\u00a0mark, those of you picturing a fair, blond-haired\u00a0jew who might be\u00a0half decent at sports – you’re likely closer, those of you wondering if Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez\u00a0will stay together and whether they should have an indoor or outdoor wedding – ummmmm\u00a0please return to\u00a0my blog*). However, the biggest contention we had was with regards to the Christmas tree. He wanted one, I didn’t. It’s not that I’m against the tree or Christmas; in fact, I really like Christmas with all of the beautiful lights, big turkey dinner\u00a0and the gifts (I LOVE buying gifts). Actually, it’s because of this reason that I didn’t want a tree in our home. I was worried that our kids would love Christmas more than Chanukkah. Also, my husband is lazy, so we would never put up a tree unless I did it. So the argument was settled and we were able to get married with all issues regarding religion settled (ya right!).<\/p>\n
One of the benefits of interfaith marriage is the holidays. You get to celebrate twice as much and you don’t have to worry about where you’ll be for the holiday. Unlike some of our friends who are constantly stressed and bound to tight schedules of going between one family to the next over a\u00a0two-day period, we never had to do that. Generally, Chanukkah doesn’t fall on the same day as Christmas. So we would spend Chanukkah at my parents and Christmas at John’s parents’ cottage.<\/p>\n
For me, the best part about this time of the year is the many family traditions of both holidays.\u00a0 I love that in Chanukkah, which I\u2019ve celebrated since I was born; we eat latkes\u00a0and sofganiot\u00a0(big donuts without the hole filled with Jam) during a big family dinner where everyone talks over one another.\u00a0 The dinner is usually preceded by lighting of the Menorah and singing some Chanukkah songs in Hebrew.\u00a0 I should probably mention that no one in my family, with the exception of my mom, can actually sing to a tune.\u00a0 So whenever we get to the high-pitch parts, we all just kind of stop singing and look around at one another, but just for a moment, until we all join back in as if nothing weird just happened. This year, like last year, my older brother and his family (which includes 3 kids and 1 on the way) who live in Edmonton are coming in for the holiday.\u00a0 I love the new element of the young generation.\u00a0 It reminds me of some of the traditions that I have given up since I \u201cgrew up\u201d including playing the dreidel and opening up gifts.\u00a0 Actually, come to think of it, my brothers and I never received any gifts, just a few dollars.\u00a0 I think toy gifts were introduced only once we moved to Canada in order to compete with Christmas (see \u2013 my fear is true!).<\/p>\n