Monday, September 26, 2011
How the Grinch Stole Thanksgiving
You know the first sign Halloween is drawing nigh? You start to see those huge inflatable Christmas yard displays in Lowes and Home Depot. Now, I can't speak for you, but that's the first thing that says "Trick or Treat" to me - an inflated Santa waving as he rises out of a blown up chimney. Really? This what we have come to?
I cannot remember the last time I bought Halloween candy and did not have to wade through Christmas jee jaws to get to it. And, God forbid we remember Thanksgiving, it is being forgotten about altogether. Without a market for inflated turkeys or lit-up pilgrims, the holiday doesn't stand a chance.
Don't get me wrong I love the yuletide season and look forward to the stress as much as anyone, but I could forgo a little of the yard art. When I was a little girl (as I love to tell my girls) (or in the olden days as they refer to it) we had a wreath on the front door, maybe electric candles in the windows (white bulbs only - thank you), and some adventuresome souls would have an outdoor tree. We never had lights on our houses. In fact there were one or two homes in town who did and they were such a spectacle that cars would be lined up around the block to see them.
Now, it is common for folks to have lights all over the outside of their homes, and every inflatable decoration one can imagine from baby Jesus to Santa to the Grinch. (All I can remember as a child were inflatable rafts and beach balls, but I digress.) Perhaps the Grinch is the segway between Halloween and Christmas and along the way he stole Thanksgiving. Whatever the case, once we hit the first of October, it is one big inflated blur until next year - an orange, black, red, and green one.