In Exactly One Month

It'll be Christmas!  Now, I know, I know.  There are those people who say: "Gah, way to get all hyped up on the Christmas season.  At least I don't forget Thanksgiving, like some people."

I'm not trying to dis it, or anything.  I guess i'm just not that patriotic?  I mean, it sort of is an American holiday, anyway.  And what reason to love Thanksgiving, other than getting to see family, would I have?  We eat gluttonous food that tastes good for only about forty-five minutes to an hour and a half, but later I feel overly full, and the after-after effects are me feeling like I'm fatter than I used to be and me not liking that I feel like I'm fatter than I used to be.  (But honestly I shouldn't be worrying about my weight anyway.  Our beauty is on the inside . . .)

Okay, so maybe that last paragraph kind of did dis Thanksgiving a little.  I guess I just love Christmas more.  But why?  It's not about presents.  For the first time since I was a kid that sort of thing isn't really on the forefront of my mind. I don't know what I want, and I really don't care what I get.  So what would make Christmas better than Thanksgiving if the only difference is the presents?

Maybe Christmas is a whole bigger shebang than Thanksgiving, well, for me anyway.  I mean, maybe that's commercialism talking, but I just love the whole house being decorated while Christmas music drifts through the air.  Some kind of smell of cinnamon, pine, or nutmeg has to be lurking somewhere, ready to pervade my nostrils, and a heavy poor of snow flakes float to the ground outside.  Christmas has a feeling that comes along with it that I guess Thanksgiving just doesn't.  I think the whole "Historical Feast of Our Ancestors with the Native Americans" thing is pretty cool, but then once everybody moved in to good 'ole 'Merca and we won our independence, nobody really remembered that camaraderie we had when we treated Native American tribes like old, unwanted trees that could be cut down and planted somewhere else.  But that's another topic to discuss.

The idea of Thanksgiving now is just a fancy way of pigging out.  Instead of drowning yourself in your own fat by purchasing McDonalds, you can do it homemade gourmet style.  Or for those like me who like to eat healthy, you eat all the bad stuff because you're "supposed to" and then you feel really bad about it later because you know that obesity is a very likely one way road trip to old age problems like dementia.

But why am I slamming gluttony?  There's plenty of gluttony during the Christmas festivities, too.  I guess I got carried away.  But when it comes down to it, nobody counts down to Thanksgiving.  Not really.

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