It's that time of year again. Everywhere you go, there is evidence the world has hit the Holiday season in full stride. Anything that can be adorned with fir and bows and lights is fair game. Retail stores have had decorations up since Halloween. Which probably lulled some unwitting turkeys into a false sense of security, thinking we were going to skip right over the Thanksgiving holiday and let them live to see another year. Radio stations have begun to play holiday music ad nauseum. How very appropriate, since it's not even the middle of December and I swear I will vomit my freshly baked gingerbread cookies if I hear another song of the season. This weekend I have been invited to four holiday galas. If I go to all four of them, I think I will have filled my social quotient for the next two months. Not to mention, probably (hopefully) end up having dizzy spells on Monday at the mere mention of the word 'eggnog'!
So this is the time of year when everyone is supposed to give, give, give. You see it everywhere you go. It was in that spirit that people were literally trampled at early morning sales on the day after Thanksgiving. Who cares if you stepped on someone's grandmother, or nearly ran down an entire family in the parking lot in your haste to get that parking spot. By God you got that last Bratz doll for little Susie.
A friend took her son to see Santa at the mall, with another woman and her child. Cost her a small fortune, too. She got the pictures, the video, and the joy of hearing her child tell one of Santa's helpers that 'Mommy has an outfit just like that for when she and daddy play dress up'. I bet you could cut the silence on the ride home a machete.
Before we know it, a new year will be upon us. Time to make resolutions we won't keep, and refresh bad habits we will keep. But that's another story. Right now, I need to go explain to this lady outside that the roof rack of her SUV has enough lights to be considered a landing strip by the FAA....
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