The Life and Times of Florence Knitingale

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Why Take the Lights Down at ALL??

You'll never guess who I ran into when I was out buying Halloween candy. I"ll give you a few hints: big belly, tiny private aircraft, reindeer fixation, elven slave labor....yep. The big guy himself. Santa Claus. Seemed like every store I went into that day, there he was--peering up at me from plates and mugs and napkins and tablecloths and wrapping paper and tree ornaments and quite possibly jock straps for all I know (I was afraid to look).

Now, I have nothing against Santa personally, I really don't. I do worry that the Great Pumpkin's union is going to go all Halloween on his jolly ass if he keeps trying to horn in like this, but that's for them to work out. No, I'm concerned about where this is going to lead.

See, when I was a kid (and I'm dating myself a bit here), Christmas started the day after Thanksgiving--not one minute sooner, except for the appearance of Santa at the end of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade which is tradition and, as such, could be overlooked. Now he's out trick-or-treating with the kids. Mind you, I suppose the reindeer with the light up nose could be a great safety feature when going from house to house in the dark.....but still.

It seems like it won't be too long before the stores have their traditional July store displays, complete with Santa in a red, white, and blue Speedo. I know, I think I just threw up a little in my mouth, too. No offense to Santa--there isn't a man alive who can pull off a Speedo and, if there were, the term "bowlful of jelly" wouldn't be on his resume...if you catch my drift.

And that's not the only concern. A local radio station actually played some Christmas carols on Halloween--for real. I don't know about you, but I find "Deck the Halls" and "Silver Bells" charming for about a week ("Partridge in a Pear Tree" for about 12 minutes). After a month, I'm ready to deck the moron who keeps playing that crap, quite possibly with a silver bell upside the head. We won't discuss the fate of the partridge, although I hear they're good with sauce. If my local radio station has their way, we're looking at two solid months of mommy kissing Santa Baby....and no good can come of that.

Oh, and what about the Christmas goodies? Resistance for a week or so of a work breakroom filled with cookies and fudge is doable; two months of that stuff and I'll need to be rolled to my desk.

Christmas sweaters and sweatshirts--you can see where this is going, can't you? I bear no ill will to those fine fashionistas who choose to have santa plastered lovingly across their breasts for a week each year, but the little jingle bell sewn cunningly into his hat could well end up shoved in someone's ear if I have to listen to her walk around for two months at work.

Oh, and I don't know about you...but I have a fairly low tolerance for the bright, chirpy sales girls wanting to know if I'm "all ready for the holidays?" Lady, if it's not midnight Christmas Eve, if I don't have tape stuck to my butt, if I'm not shrieking wildly at the cat chewing on the ribbons, if I'm not nipping away at the eggnog and staring wildly around the room while the tree lights wink knowingly at me, then no. I am not ready for the holidays. Nor do I want to be. It is a long family tradition to wonder desperately if there is any way to do all my Christmas shopping at 11:00 pm on Christmas Eve, even though Rite-Aid is the only store that's open (I'm sure Mr. K would love a box of bandaids and a Lady Gillette for Christmas...don't you think?). All this being the case, it is nothing short of hazardous to start asking me that question before I've managed to pour the Halloween Candy into a suitable bowl for the trick-or-treaters.

So Santa, if you're reading this, here's what I want for Christmas: go home--just for another month or so. Put your feet up, snuggle with Mrs. Claus, give the elves a night off. Don't come back until I've had at least one sandwich made of leftover Thanksgiving turkey and cranberry sauce on squishy white bread. THEN we can talk.


  • At 6:44 PM, Blogger J. Denae said…

    A-freakin-men, sister! I was at the grocery store at MIDNIGHT on Halloween and they were swapping the orange and black for red and green. I wanted to smack somebody.
    I have often been tempted to entirely boycott Christmas... one of these days I just might have to... but this year I've asked for a new iPod, so maybe next year.

  • At 6:52 PM, Blogger ~Tonia~ said…

    LOL I so agree. It is freaking crazy. I was at a craft store a while ago and their Christmas stuff was up, but no Halloween. I was talking to one of the employees and she said that the Christams stuff had been in 2 months before that and they had yet to get their Halloween and Thanksgiving. I guess we will be celebrating Christmas all year long before we know it. It is so wrong.

  • At 7:22 PM, Blogger Marianne said…

    "nipping away at the eggnog and staring wildly around the room while the tree lights wink knowingly at me".......dudette.....

    Havala told me they've been out (holiday decorations in the stores, not the elves...) since September... I'm just glad I haven't been out and about in stores... that or I'm just blind to it all anymore...which is more than fine with me.

    word verification? khohok... kinda sums it all up, eh?

  • At 10:31 PM, Anonymous MonicaPDX said…

    I want this post on CNN. With a video of Ed snarling blown up really, really large (to get the schmucks' attention). Piped to the company CEOs, Boards of Directors, and any advertising agencies who are in any way responsible for Christmas advertising, on any electronics they have, so they can't get away from it, for a good solid year. Or so. Maybe, just maybe, by then we can reprogram 'em. Ya think?

    Yeah, that's what I thought too. But wouldn't it be a wonderful revenge? ::evil chuckles::

    Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve - a fine family tradition, one my own father embraced! Heck, I'm usually some years late. I think I'm caught up to about 2001 this year...

  • At 11:51 PM, Blogger Pat said…

    I know, I'm a firm beleiver in no Christmas stuff before December. This is tricky at work (retail!) where we are rather scarily into something called Christmas Phase Two.

    I just keep closing my eyes and pretending its not happening.

  • At 8:18 AM, Blogger Kitty Mommy said…

    I'm with you. The kids and I have looked at the creepy Halloween decorations with glee, but the first time I got truly frightened by Halloween was walking into Target *before* Halloween and seeing Christmas decorations. I think I may have shrieked.

  • At 8:30 AM, Blogger Tola said…

    except, the Mint M&Ms usually get stocked the day after Halloween. but everything else, i totally agree with. im not even putting up my christmas tree this year because im moving/getting married christmas week!

  • At 9:44 AM, Anonymous Judy in Montana said…

    You are so right! When I was in high school I worked for my Dad in his hardware store. The day after Thanksgiving was spent putting up the Christmas decorations, which were extravagant for our small town (a great big beautiful stand-up Santa that I wish I still had was part of the fun!). Back in those dinosaur days we had 3 distinct holidays, as in Halloween (very low key), Thanksgiving (medium key because of the big dinner and all) and then CHRISTMAS!!! Now all that excitement and celebration, not to mention the churchy part, with carols and stuff, is totally mushed into a shopping frenzy. Ugh.

    My favorite flower/gift shop had its Christmas Open House on Sunday . . . 4 days after Halloween! I'm a Halloween Scrooge, except for handing out candy to kids between the ages of 3 and 12, but I asked my DH - what happened to Thanksgiving? I like Thanksgiving. It's good to reflect on our blessings before succombing to the consumerism of Christmas, which I always do.


    Speaking of Christmas, as we are, I'd love a blanket update. Did you get the Yellowstone Unraveler's box of additional squares? Have you received enough squares for extra blankets? Just wondering . . .

  • At 4:51 PM, Blogger Misty The Kneedler said…

    Oh my. I am really, really, not ready for it. Nothing Christmas related should ever, ever, appear before that leftover turkey sandwich, which is even better on a croissant with brie cheese, in my personal opinion. But then, I do live in California.


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