The season of giving seems to have turned into the season of being pissed off — at non-traditional Santa displays, at coffee cups that don’t adequately express the holiday spirit, at the people who are pissed off about the Santa displays and coffee cups. But the biggest so-called controversy is when we should start celebrating Christmastime, as every year it starts creeping earlier and earlier in an attempt to capitalize on the holiday shoppers who are chomping at the bit to start spending money.
Some stores are rejecting that notion, in a savvy marketing move to gain publicity (and therefore, dollars) by bucking the trend. “See us, we are keeping the sacred holiday timeline!” they shout. “We uphold all the traditional values you hold dear!”
Normally, I would agree with them. I hate the commercialization of Christmas, I hate change, and I love companies that seem to stand up for what’s right in the face of what makes money.
But not this time.
“We haven’t even celebrated Thanksgiving yet!” you exclaim. “The day after Halloween, the stores roll out the Christmas decorations! It’s just wrong! Can’t we have one holiday at a time?”
This is a fair point. But here’s the thing — Thanksgiving just doesn’t have much of a lead up to it. It’s one day, and besides a bit of preparation at the grocery store or a day of pie-baking, there’s not much that happens in advance of the holiday. It doesn’t need time to celebrate besides the actual day.
Don’t get me wrong. I love Thanksgiving. It’s just not that exciting. It’s a cozy, stay-home-and-stuff-your-face-and-watch-football kind of day. It doesn’t need nearly a month of lead-in time.
But Christmas does — and more. Every year after Thanksgiving, I scramble to get in all my Christmastime reveling in the month before the holiday hits. Never mind the shopping — what about Christmas parties and cookie baking and Christmas movie watching and Santa trains and tree trimming and caroling and card writing?
It’s nearly impossible.
I’ve often thought that the holiday season needs to be more spread out. Wouldn’t it be great if we could take the calendar and just move things around a bit? There’s really nothing of interest that happens between January and April. It’s such a boring, dreary time of year. What if we could add in a little more time between the summer and Halloween, and then between Halloween and Thanksgiving, and finally (and most importantly) between Thanksgiving and Christmas? Then all the holidays could get their due, no one would be complaining that Thanksgiving is getting the shaft, and we’d be saved the boring-ness that is the winter and early spring. (At least the winter has the possibility of snow days. Don’t even get me started on the drab, dull, brown month of March.)
So this year, I’ve decided I’m OK with the blatant disregard of Thanksgiving in favor of a jump-start on Christmas. Turkey Day, I haven’t forgotten you. I will look forward to your yummy deliciousness, Macy’s parade, football, and my favorite (only?) Thanksgiving movie, Home for the Holidays.
But Christmas, I welcome you early. I don’t mind if radio stations have started playing Christmas music already — just today I heard “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas,” my all-time favorite holiday song from my all-time favorite holiday movie, Meet Me in St. Louis. I don’t care that I’m currently watching a Christmas commercial for the Hess truck that came on during a football game in which the players are dressed in bright red and green (a subliminal message?).
I embrace the winter-themed decor in stores, traditional or not (after all, I never believed in Santa anyway). Even though I’m still eating Halloween candy (what? better me than my two-year-old), I will start thinking about my holiday eats and actually might start my Christmas shopping.
I love Christmas, so I don’t mind jumping on the early bandwagon.
How do you feel about starting Christmastime early? Do you think we should wait until after Thanksgiving?