I balk at Christmas decorations in stores before Thanksgiving. It’s ridiculous and proves how the holiday season is really nothing more than a commercial holiday. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for capitalism, but it just seemed wrong to me when I saw garland hanging from the ceiling of one of my local stores before Halloween. Just wrong.
Imagine my surprise and shock at my very. own. self. when I became a partaker on Saturday night. It started out innocently enough. We went to Home Depot so my mom could look at ceiling fans. What, then, drew us to the grossly huge display of fake Christmas trees? For one, there were little battery-powered snow globes that the girls had found. Grandma was over there helping them each pick out one. Then, my eyes wandered over to the cutest holiday plants I’ve ever seen. Maybe not the cutest, but these looked like I could actually take care of them. And they had glitter on them. I was in love. These hip-high evergreens had red foil wrapped around their containers, glitter sprayed on their branches, and some of them even had ornaments already perched on their boughs. They were begging me to take them home.
And surprise of all surprises, Du actually said yes. If Du says yes, I do not say no. So here they are, my admittedly horrendously early attempt at Christmas spirit. I’ll be decorating them with cute little baubles once we get Thanksgiving out of the way (it’s only the grocery stores that decorate and promote Thanksgiving). Now, I guess I’ll bring my fall pumpkins in so they don’t have to compete.
That is not our cat by the way. It’s the official neighborhood Welcoming Committee.