Make the Yuletide Gay

Make the Yuletide Gay

Have you ever wondered how to make Christmas gayer? I haven’t, which is weird because I always think everything should be gayer. Fortunately, Norway took care of it.  

Norway’s postal service does a holiday advertisement and this year’s is called When Harry Met Santa.

I am assuming most people who see my blog speak English, so this one has English subtitles. Combined with the original, this already has over two million views. Yes, it’s a love story involving Santa. It’s really sweet too!

So, I saw this earlier on Queerty and bookmarked it for later. I thought, ‘hey, I’m a gay romance author and I’m gay—bi if you wanna get technical about it—this will be on-topic and something fun for Christmastime. This will be fun!’

True story though, the commercial is a bit of a tear-jerker? I literally choked up and was not ready for all the feelings. (No spoilers, but don’t worry, there’s a happy ending.)

Full disclosure… when I actually watched, yes, I’d been offered limoncello and was a tad tipsy, so the video, which has nice production values and is almost a mini movie trailer, was a lot more emotional than I was expecting. Though I’d argue a little tipsy is the perfect way to watch this because then you’ll tear up and be invested in the ending and think, ‘OMG santa/this guy, it’s totally great, I hope they end up together!!!’

An actual queer Norwegian person said this about the video, “For many of us, Christmas is a time we spend with those we love, and it’s nice to see Norway Post show that love belongs to everyone, regardless of orientation, age, or whether you live at the North Pole.”

Happy holidays!

P.S. if you’ve never experienced limoncello before, try it! It will change your life. I rarely drink much lately, but I always say yes to limoncello.

Christmas boyfriends

Christmas boyfriends

A short scene from One Merry Christmas because using words I already wrote is easier than thinking up new ones. Happy holidays!

Spots of color from the Christmas tree lights danced across Luke’s face when I looked at him. Blankets were piled on excessively. It was almost hot, but no one complained, not even me. A Christmas miracle.

He looked relaxed, sunk into the couch, cheeks a bit flushed, looking warm and happy. Same. The tree lights would twinkle and change colors and I’d think, wow, he looks good in blue light, wow, he looks good in pink light, wow, he looks good in green light, the soft hues changing too much for me to keep up and just going with, wow, he looks good.

Totally what whoever meant when they said, ‘Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.’

 

 

 

Spooky, scary.

Spooky, scary.

Halloween used to be my favorite holiday because my birthday is in October, and I like candy. Nightmare Before Christmas is a great movie. My dog went trick or treating last night and had no idea what was going on.

These are my random Halloween thoughts.

My youngest nephew went as a character from Five Nights at Fredys and my older nephew was the grim reaper. Pretty easy costume, long black robe and scythe thingy and mask. Whoever made his costume really went the extra mile though. He had these little cufflinks and the cufflinks were tiny skull buttons.

Tiny skulls!

I thought that was the coolest thing ever. Actually, what I told him was that was really cute. I’m sure that’s exactly what he wanted when he chose the costume, to be cute. Still, tiny skulls. Adorable!

Pah rum pum pum pum!

Pah rum pum pum pum!

My feelings on Christmas music? Wait until after Thanksgiving to play it. Now that we’re officially into the Christmas season, I’m pretty ambivalent about it. I heard You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch on the radio the other day and with the kind of vitriol the singer spouted, it’s no wonder the Grinch wasn’t very fond of people. I’d want to steal presents from townspeople too if they called me a nasty wasty skunk with the soul of a dump heap.

There are a few songs I can tolerate like Feliz Navidad and Rudolph, and even one or two I like. Here a few of my favorites:

Of course the problem with Christmas songs is that everyone has their own version of the popular ones. The Bing Crosby version is probably most well-known, but I’m not too fond of it even though I love the song.

This one is good no matter who sings it because of the ‘pa rum pum pum pum’ part.

 

My absolute favorite.