December 26, 2015
I Always Hated December 26th
It started when I was a kid...
Things were different back then. I was born in the mid 60's, grew up through the 70's. Back then, there was some unwritten rule that "Christmas" didn't really ramp up until the day after Thanksgiving. Stores used to decorate for Thanksgiving. Then the day after, they would ramp up for Christmas. I don't remember it being as bad as it is now. I'm sure it was commercial, but lately it has seemed to have gone over the top.
When I was a kid, I remember poring over the Sears catalog. I loved the fall. I think I would start to feel, "seasonal", right around when Halloween hit. Then, a few weeks (which lasted an eternity in kid years) would come. I loved Thanksgiving. The food, the family, the out of town guests. I even loved being relegated to the "kids" table. Sitting with my siblings and many cousins.
Then Christmas. Everyone would decorate. Nothing like it is now. Most everyone would put up a string of old colorful C-9 Christmas along their eaves.
Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, the TV would have Christmas specials. A Charlie Brown Christmas, Dr. Suess, "How the Grinch Stole Christmas", the old Rankin/Bass stop motion shows and the animated Frosty the Snowman.
Then it would be Christmas Eve. I could not sleep. Sometimes my sister and I would get up early Christmas morning and open our presents. Trying hard to save at least one to open in front of ours parents. Usually, we would fail miserably.
Then, there was Christmas dinner...
Then, Dec. 26th hits like a freight train. There was something so final about it. The relatives go home. The toy you just had to have is either broken, or you have lost interest in it. The Christmas shows have stopped. Even the Christmas commercials have come to a screeching halt. The 26th meant that it was now about a week before winter vacation was over and you had to go back to school. Parents had to go back to work. Some neighbors took their lights down on the 26th. And, you would see Christmas trees already sitting at the curb for the garbage man. The 26th was basically a normal day. All the magic was gone. All the excitement, anticipation, everything was gone.
Today, just thinking about it, depresses me.
But lately, since they shove Christmas in your face starting in September, I almost look forward to the 26th. I still love Christmas. I just hate how commercial it has become.