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Making the Holidays More Holiday-ish

SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK


I always feel a little disjointed when the holidays arrive. I’ve never ready for Thanksgiving, which is followed within hours by Christmas, and minutes after that by New Year’s Eve, followed immediately by several months of miserable winter. I’m never ready.

And yet, the holidays come every year. So, what’s my excuse?

“Gee, I thought for sure it wouldn’t happen this time. Why was I not warned?”

My mother calls every year to find out when we want to celebrate Thanksgiving. We never celebrate Thanksgiving on Thanksgiving—that would be too easy. But many of us work in the service industry. In my 911 center, we almost never close down for the holidays. Okay, we took a few hours off when the Cubs won, but otherwise …

Many of my other relatives work in the more difficult service jobs, the ones where you have to work a register and deal with customers face to face. They don’t take 911 calls, but they often make 911 calls. I think I’d rather be on the receiving end. It’s because of their jobs that we can’t celebrate a holiday on a holiday. It used to be they were busy on Thanksgiving, setting up for Black Friday; now they’re busy on Thanksgiving, having Black Friday.

If you’re old, like me—I always feel old when the days get shorter—you’ll remember a time when everything shut down for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Go out for Thanksgiving dinner? What a turkey of an idea. Go shopping that same evening? There are ball games to watch, people. But these days we’re thankful for our alarm clock, so we can get up at 3 a.m. to work our part time job in riot control at Best Buy.

Don’t worry, ma’am: A little ventilation will get that pepper spray right out of your new flat screen TV.

So mom calls, and want to know if we want to have Thanksgiving the Sunday before, or the Saturday after. “But mom,” I say, “Why worry about that in August?”

“It’s November, dear.”

“But what happened to Halloween?”

“Your cardiologist ordered us not to say you missed it until November 7th.”

“But—the full sized candy bars!”

The irony is that there are plenty of reminders that the holidays are approaching. This year I saw my first store Halloween display in August, and my first Christmas display in September. It was 90 degrees. Nothing says Christmas like watching a plastic Santa melt like the Wicked Witch.

“Ho ho oh noooooo!!!!”

Nothing left but a bubbling pool of liquid on the floor, smelling faintly of peppermint and gingerbread. It’s enough to make you hit the eggnog.

Maybe my denial about the approaching holidays is an unconscious response to the cheapening of those same holidays, the way they come earlier and earlier. It’s not special any more. One year, on January third, I started poking through Christmas clearance items when I was stopped by an employee:

“Sir, those aren’t available for purchase yet—we’re putting up the store display tomorrow.”

It gets confusing. The Valentine’s Day cupid wears a fur lined red hat, and instead of a bow carries a little bundle of fireworks. Every time you pass him he says, “Happy Easter!” and tries to give you pumpkin shaped candy, while waving a sign advertising a President’s Day sale. On Thanksgiving.

The underlying meaning of all holidays has blurred into one unmistakable message:

“Give us money, and we’ll give everyone ‘free’ stuff that will make us all happy.”

Which they stole from politicians, but never mind.

Thus my idea for a new federal law: No holiday can be mentioned more than six weeks before the actual date. No holiday decorations can be put up longer than the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas. No special sales can be held on an actual holiday, with the exception of President’s Day, which is a lost cause.

One exception: Christmas lights can be put up outside while the weather is still good, as long as they’re not turned on before Thanksgiving. If they’re lit (or inflated) earlier, it’s open season for anyone with a rifle, paintball gun, blow gun, lawn darts, or snowballs. Or bazookas. No, that’s overkill—literally.

Our aim should be to make holidays special again, and you can’t do that if the holiday never goes away. If you go to the party store and can’t remember if your decorations are supposed to be red and green, or pink, or red, white and blue, then you’re doing it wrong.

How do you know if you’re doing it right? Well, I suppose you’ve got the right attitude if you’re thankful. If you’re giving. If you’re getting along with people, or at least trying to. You know, the good will thing.

And if that doesn’t work, you could try giving me some of your Halloween candy.

For Christmas.


 

Comments

( 11 comments — Leave a comment )
kazzy_cee
Dec. 16th, 2016 08:53 am (UTC)
The Christmas sales have started here already. I bought some half priced cards and wrapping paper! Who sells off wrapping paper this close to Christmas!!??
ozma914
Dec. 17th, 2016 02:27 am (UTC)
Everything starts too early now!
cornerofmadness
Dec. 16th, 2016 09:10 pm (UTC)
snort.

I'm not ready either except for the weather. I'm so ready for that.
ozma914
Dec. 17th, 2016 02:52 am (UTC)
I'm ready for it to be spring, and winter hasn't even started yet!
cornerofmadness
Dec. 17th, 2016 03:02 am (UTC)
And I'm annoyed it'll be 60 tomorrow
ozma914
Dec. 17th, 2016 06:05 pm (UTC)
Better to be 60 then to not make it to 60 ... or so I'll feel in six years.
cornerofmadness
Dec. 17th, 2016 08:02 pm (UTC)
hahaha true. The way I hurt today 60 is looking unlikely (I can't handle a 40 degree temp change like we had, 15 yesterday, literally 60 today)
ozma914
Dec. 21st, 2016 05:29 am (UTC)
I know just what you mean. We were in southern Missouri Saturday: The temp hit 69, then dropped 20 degrees in half an hour; then went up another ten or so degrees during which time we were under a tornado warning. The next afternoon it was 22 degrees when we left to head back, and by the time we hit northern Indiana at 9 p.m. it was 3. It got down to minus 9 that night.
cornerofmadness
Dec. 21st, 2016 07:58 pm (UTC)
Yep that sounds like Missouri and that is just rough
lifefailsme
Dec. 21st, 2016 02:27 pm (UTC)
hehe @:D Great column.


I feel these days like the years go like this: "Let old acquaintance be for-birthday to you wish you a merry Christmas aaaaand never brought to mind.... << (Repeat to fade)
ozma914
Dec. 22nd, 2016 07:05 am (UTC)
Yeah, and it sure went fast this year!
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