Monday, October 11, 2004
Which way is up?
Like most people's machines, my computer will tell me the date if I look in the right place. It will even tell me the incredibly accurate time, thanks to the atomic clock. It's important for me to check in to this accuracy because my neighbors have had Halloween decorations up for the past two weeks. I was completely disoriented when I came home from work in late September to face jack-o'lanterns and scarecrows.
Many of us have already had this musing conversation. Back in the day, Halloween costumes didn't even go on sale until two weeks before they were needed. Thanksgiving wasn't celebrated until the week of the holiday, and Christmas still seemed far away when Santa appeared at the Thanksgiving Day Parade. Now, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas decorations all compete for shelf space by the second week in October. Valentine's Day and Easter apparently arrive at the same time. And don't EVEN get me started on what Christmas is supposed to be all about to begin with. A pagan holiday redressed to celebrate the birth of the Son of God, whose name barely even appears on holiday cards anymore. I am so confused.
Speaking of confused, my son made a call on my cell phone and then when he was finished, went to hang it up on the wall where the land line phone belongs. Confusing the cell with the land line is a bit like trying to take a sip of your pen instead of your tea. One forgets which is in one's hand at the time. It happens.
Oh, and before I forget, Happy New Year.
'night.
Many of us have already had this musing conversation. Back in the day, Halloween costumes didn't even go on sale until two weeks before they were needed. Thanksgiving wasn't celebrated until the week of the holiday, and Christmas still seemed far away when Santa appeared at the Thanksgiving Day Parade. Now, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas decorations all compete for shelf space by the second week in October. Valentine's Day and Easter apparently arrive at the same time. And don't EVEN get me started on what Christmas is supposed to be all about to begin with. A pagan holiday redressed to celebrate the birth of the Son of God, whose name barely even appears on holiday cards anymore. I am so confused.
Speaking of confused, my son made a call on my cell phone and then when he was finished, went to hang it up on the wall where the land line phone belongs. Confusing the cell with the land line is a bit like trying to take a sip of your pen instead of your tea. One forgets which is in one's hand at the time. It happens.
Oh, and before I forget, Happy New Year.
'night.
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