Saturday, September 17, 2011

Christmas in September


It's Christmas in September...I saw it at the Dollar Store. There's Santa and there's Frosty in the aisle near the door. Stockings and placemats and trinkets, galore, It's Christmas in September... I saw it at the Dollar Store.
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Sounds like a Country Western song to me. You can steal it if you want to. It's too depressing for me. I bet it is depressing for Santa, too. Staring across the aisle at a skeleton head on a stick and assorted foam "tombstones." The Halloween colors really clash with the Christmas colors, and it looks like a mixup of some sort. Especially when the next aisle still has birdhouses and garden tools. Even a lawn chair on sale.
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Christmas isn't special anymore. There is no time to look forward to it. It's not that I don't love ya, Santa. But I have to stare at your face on a platter every time I come in here for three and a half more months. We've got Halloween to get through. Thanksgiving, for Pete's Sake.
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I'm just gonna buy a plastic turkey and some Halloween Candy for now. And the garden gloves, on sale. That's MY Christmas in September.

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