Maybe it has always been this way but am I the only one who
sees the world through rose and green colored 3D glasses around the last
quarter of the year? The truth is that as of late even orange and black
Halloween is also getting flocked and
being horned in on by rutting Rudolph and his deer friends. Thank goodness
Valentine’s red letter day and the white, red n’ Independence blue have stayed
true and somehow have avoided being elf-hijacked too.
Yes, apparently now Christmas is not just one day of the
year but in fact extends its over-ripe aroma to all of Fall and hangs around a
little too long like that last plate of dark-meat leftovers from Thanksgiving. No
just because I set a few mousetraps in the attic around the gold garland and
stored ornamental rainbow balls doesn’t mean I’m the pied piper of gripey
Grinches at all. But honestly, what other holiday totally consumes white light to
make life costlier, less productive and an even deeper black hole than it
already is?
I don’t see Chanukah getting in my way too much, but then again even if I were Jewish the wife
would never allow a cold gassy giant like me to bounce around next to a bunch
of lit candles in a tattered flannel t-shirt. Ol’ Cinco de Mayo and Groundhog’s day don’t ordinarily tax too much of my tiny
brain twists either, though inexplicably now I am hungry for five pork sandwiches.
The outlier eggy Easter tries to rudely intrude Spring with its funny bunnies,
fuzzy ducks, and PEEPing treats too. But in the end with only a month of brown choco
hype n’ hubbub to last, even a Winter wonderland whiner like me can frown, bear
it, and stand fast.
Actually I think most of my crusty Christmas recriminations
have more to do with my personal geezer leanings rather than society’s oblivious
overreach toward an overbearing holiday marketing niche. After all even this
Scrooge still gets sucked up by Santa’s jolly jingle and rebuff of we - the far
less jovial. It’s just when your hair and skin begins to turn pasty-white like Frosty’s
filling, elderly life turns exceedingly telling. Especially so when you’re
constantly reminded for months on end that you now need those colorful candy
canes for walking rather than to eat as oh so sweet treats!
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