Monday, December 19, 2005

The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year … Not!

It's not that I don't like Christmas. But there are certain things about Christmas I don't like.

Traffic, for instance.

Okay, those of you that live in places where bad traffic is a day-to-day occurance don't want to hear about my little whine. But I got to wonder about living in that kind of traffic every day. I don't. And I don't like that kind of traffic at all.

Around here, traffic is really bad around Christmas. It's because so many people are out shopping. And that's another thing I don't like about Christmas.

For years it's been that Christmas is all about buying stuff. You got to buy stuff. Or you're a bad guy.

Not that I don't want to give special people special gifts. But what makes them special is when they aren't expected. But at Christmas, it's expected. And I don't like that.

Now, the look in a child's eyes when he sees something special ... that's wonderful. But does that make it all worthwhile?

That depends. Can you achieve the same thing without all that commercialization of the holiday? I think it can be done. But we're lazy people. So it's easier to go along with putting up with hearing "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer" on the radio and bumper-to-bumper traffic than it is to make something really special.

No, I don't like lots of things about Christmas.

Check that.

I don't like lots of what's happened to Christmas.

1 comment:

  1. i wholeheartedly agree.

    having just spent 3 plus hours to drive to the closest metropolitan center from my little town, wait in traffic for 10 minutes just to turn off the freeway to the parking lot of the shopping center, park in the closest space 3 parking lots from the store i wanted to go to( at least it was faster to walk to the store from there than drive there and hope for a space), and then repeat the process twice more before driving 3 hours back to my little town, just to buy a few little things that i hope will make the recipients happy.

    or at the very least, appreciate the effort i went through to get the things.

    it is, after all, the thought that counts the most.

    Merry Christmas, basil!


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