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Saturday, December 03, 2005

Slow Down . . .

WARNING: The following is a rant. If you aren't interested in reading a rant, just skip this post.

Christmas is coming.     No, I don't have anything against Christmas.     In fact, Christmas is a wonderful season, and one that should be celebrated with all the bells-and-whistles, so to speak.     And, no, I am not going to get into the debate over the "Christmas" -vs- "Holiday" verbiage insanity that is filling the news and airwaves.

My complaint is the "timing" of celebration.

There is a florist nearby that in early October dressed the two front display windows on either side of the entrance door in complete contradiction.     The left window was done all in orange and black, with a six foot jack-o-lantern, pumpkins, black cats, witches, straw bales, autumn leaves, and so forth.     The right window was (is) completely decked out with a six foot Santa, not one but two fully decorated Christmas trees complete with twinkling lights, garland, snow-frosted edging to the windows, gift-wrapped packages, and red/green decorations everywhere.     This was early October.

When I bought my Halloween candies, I had to literally step over Christmas decorations to get to the candy.     The town hung all of the Christmas decorations (lighted stars, angels, candles, etc.) from the light-posts on Main Street during the second week in November.     Many area residents decorated their houses during the second and third weeks of November as well.     Even in our neighborhood, some of our neighbors decorated their houses and yards a few days before Thanksgiving and began turning on the lights prior to Thanksgiving Day.

Call me old-fashioned if you will, but . . . as far as I'm concerned, the Christmas season does not "officially" begin until that jolly 'ole elf brings up the rear of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade.     Once he arrives on his sleigh at the end of the parade, and you spend the afternoon stuffing yourself with turkey, and dressing, and all the fixins', and then fight the crowds on Black Friday for the best bargains around, that is when the Christmas season begins!

I don't understand why everyone wants to rush through life . . . barely finishing with one thing before moving on to the next . . . in this fast-paced, technologically-advanced, microwavable, gotta-have-it-yesterday mentality, is it any wonder that no one really takes the time to really get to know anyone, or care about anyone, anymore?

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