I’m kind of a bah-humbug scroogey mcgrinch about Christmas. I’m not really sure when this started but it’s grown considerably over the years. My level of grinch-ness is usually directly proportional to how early decorations are stocked on shelves and how early Christmas music begins playing on the radio. I mean, is as early as September really necessary? I’m talking to you, Costco! It slowly trickles in and then Christmas really makes it appearance the day after Halloween. My annual tradition of buying Halloween candy for half off on November 1st is losing its appeal as I see more and more red and green out of the corner of my eye year after year. And what about Thanksgiving? I mean, we spend all of October displaying carved pumpkins and other spooky Halloween decorations and then at least all of December with Christmas decorations. Why can’t all of November have Thanksgiving decorations? Cornucopias, ears of corn, and handprint turkeys!
This is dangerously turning into a rant so I’m going to rein myself in and get back to the topic. So, I faced a dilemma the other day as I walked around the holiday shops at Bryant Park. [Yes, I do realize that Bryant Park this time of year is perhaps the epitome of Christmas. But despite being a scrooge, I do still need to do Christmas shopping and as we are in December now, it’s not so much the Christmas decorations but the crowds that make me scroogey. I would say my grinch-ness level peaks at November 30 and each day of December slowly chips away at my grinch-ness until I’m finally happy about Christmas on Christmas day. The graph* at the bottom illustrates this in case my rambling has turned incoherent.] Continuing on.. as I make my way through the shops, I hear Christmas carolers ahead of me. Since we’re only a few days into December, my grinch-ness level is still relatively high and that means hearing or seeing carolers does not make me happy. But I know better. I know I shouldn’t be pouty when these carolers are only trying to bring on Christmas cheer while happily standing in the cold with their joyful smiles. And this conflict of my heart versus my brain was my dilemma. I wanted to be bah-humbug but instead I flashed them the best fake smile I could. And having to force a smile about something that should be so easy to be happy about made me feel disappointed in myself.
So, I decided I really wanted to make an effort to get into the Christmas spirit before Christmas day. In order to do that though, I need to lower my grinch-ness level, which usually involves a lot of criticizing Christmas decorations and songs. Bear with me, Christmas lovers. I’ll get there.
My first victim is perhaps my least favorite Christmas song - Barbra Streisand’s version of “Jingle Bells.” [I’m a moron and can’t figure out the proper way to embed the video. I tried their code but it didn’t work, so you’ll have to click the link, sorry!]
This song makes me feel like I’m running late for something. She is a New Yorker, so it is possible that maybe she was late for something when she was recording and decided, “aw screw it, I gawta put da kibosh on dis n go!” Whatever the reason, I’m definitely getting anxiety.
Well, I think that was quite effective in lowering my grinch level, even if it’s just a couple points. I think I’ll add a new line to my graph* so we chart my progress!