December: Oh you cruel month...a time to rant?
If you remember, last year at this time I had already ranted about the ever earlier creeping of Christmas commercialism by now. It all started on November 1 when I was driving home from downstate, and came across a radio station that was playing "all Christmas music all the time."
This year, I haven't gotten my dander up (just yet) about the all encompassing holiday (for some) that is exactly one month from today. Why the difference? I'm not sure - I'm just not feeling overwhelmed by all things Christmas yet this year. It's not that I'm any farther ahead with my shopping; I have only about a 1/3 of it completed (I'm taking December 12 off to do a wide sweep and finish most, if not all, of it). It's not because of all the ads and commercials; they don't seem to be flooding the airways just yet (or maybe I've blocked them out, which is more likely).
Maybe it's because the month of December actually has really some fun stuff in store. From our St. Nicholas Party the first weekend through the cookie exchange and the Christmas Eve party at Mary and Peter's, I'm looking forward to all the traditions. This year our friends, Scott and Kay, have decided not to have their annual tree cutting party, something that Cameron is very upset about since, in his mind, it was the "kick-off" for a whole month of get togethers, great eating, and fun (which is ironic given his newly declared religious views - I guess his intellect has not yet caught up with his emotion).
I think part of my problem with the holidays, but more specifically, December, is that it is a tangible example of how quickly the years are flying by. As we were walking the dog in the cold, wet snow last night, it felt as if those trips to the Moonlight Creamery and summer walks along the canal were all just a sunny, warm dream...
This year, I haven't gotten my dander up (just yet) about the all encompassing holiday (for some) that is exactly one month from today. Why the difference? I'm not sure - I'm just not feeling overwhelmed by all things Christmas yet this year. It's not that I'm any farther ahead with my shopping; I have only about a 1/3 of it completed (I'm taking December 12 off to do a wide sweep and finish most, if not all, of it). It's not because of all the ads and commercials; they don't seem to be flooding the airways just yet (or maybe I've blocked them out, which is more likely).
Maybe it's because the month of December actually has really some fun stuff in store. From our St. Nicholas Party the first weekend through the cookie exchange and the Christmas Eve party at Mary and Peter's, I'm looking forward to all the traditions. This year our friends, Scott and Kay, have decided not to have their annual tree cutting party, something that Cameron is very upset about since, in his mind, it was the "kick-off" for a whole month of get togethers, great eating, and fun (which is ironic given his newly declared religious views - I guess his intellect has not yet caught up with his emotion).
I think part of my problem with the holidays, but more specifically, December, is that it is a tangible example of how quickly the years are flying by. As we were walking the dog in the cold, wet snow last night, it felt as if those trips to the Moonlight Creamery and summer walks along the canal were all just a sunny, warm dream...
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