AUTHOR: Carolyn Savage | POSTED: November 18, 2013 | COMMENTS: 4 Comments
I know, I know…I’ve been MIA.
There’s a reason though. Not a “that will absolutely get you out of your final exam” kind of excuse but nevertheless…an excuse. You see, I’ve been having fun with my kids. We’ve been wrestling in leaves, prepping for the holidays and stomping around in the snow. In between I’ve been doing my normal cooking, cleaning, and schlepping routine which is unfortunate for this little corner of the blogosphere but necessary for my family.
As my crazy busy friends and I often remind one another…we’re together now. Let’s make the best of it.
About that big guy in the red suit…
Nobody loves Christmas as much as I do. Well…actually…I don’t think I corner the market on Christmas cheer. I know right about now there are many of us making our lists and checking them twice. Hell, I’ll even cop to already using the Santa card during a few moments of parental desperation. I think November anticipation of December holidays is a natural and necessary step… much in the same way simmering gravy is important to thickening it. November is both a warm up and a reality check. It gives us time to take inventory of what’s most important and give thanks for all of our blessings. And all of this is important BEFORE we indulge in the gluttony of Christmas.
Well, maybe not for most of us. You see, about a week ago I noticed a lot of Christmas stuff popping up in my periphery. Pictures of decorated Christmas trees; talk of holiday baking…and not the normal November pumpkin pie kind… started littering Facebook and Instagram. At first I thought it was an anomaly and brushed it off as a few over eager elves who couldn’t help themselves. Then Monday morning rolled around and I flipped on my car radio to hear Christmas music. And not just one carol. It was a full on Holly Jolly/ Little Drummer Boy/Jingle Bell Rock marathon on VETERAN”S DAY.
As I drove home from the preschool drop off wondering if I was experiencing some sort of Halloween candy hangover or weird time-change jetlag (it was only day #2 after the “fall back”) I shot off a text (at a stoplight, foks) to my DJ friend who confirmed it. It was officially Christmas music 24/7 mandated by Clear Channel to begin at 5 pm on November 8th.
Look, I’m not a Scrooge and I actually love Christmas music. But I’m also a traditionalist who believes everything has its time. Thanksgiving should be celebrated with autumn hues of gold and orange and notions of pilgrims, Native Americans and gratitude. The North Pole shouldn’t have a place at the Thanksgiving table.
In other words, Santa needs to back off.
In our world it seems we are so busy rushing through our days to get to the next thing that we forget to stop and say thank you for the blessings in front of us. That’s why Thanksgiving is so special. It’s a holiday about gratitude. I know it’s not as blinged out as Christmas, but that’s an important part of the lesson. I’m trying to teach my kids to appreciate the small things in life because the bigger more glittery moments have limited runs. That’s what makes them special.
Of course, November holds a place for practical Christmas preparations. I’m a mother of five who get’s her December to-do list underway early in order to save my sanity come crunch time. But the Christmas music, the lights springing up in our neighborhood, and the pictures of stockings hung by the chimney while the kids are trick-or-treating make me sad. Can anyone wait for anything anymore?
I know…I know…I’m part of a dying breed.
Please excuse me while I go drown my frustrations in a pumpkin pie.