I was, as Betty Crocker put it, sick a bed.
It's that time of year again. It's time to get distracted from buying Halloween and fall stuff and make a beeline towards the Christmas stuff that has been on sale since September. Does your child need a costume or do you need that Minnie Mouse dressed as Mrs. Claus? Decisions to be made and you are either going to turn left or turn right when you go into Wal Mart. Yes, by going into the Christmas aisle you run less of a chance of running into a kid standing shamelessly in his underwear and bare feet while his mother tries on several costumes. I saw this firsthand a couple of weeks ago.
Let's go to 1968. Sure it was a tumultuous time in the history of our country. Leap year, Vietnam War, Martin Luther King and Robert F. Kennedy were assassinated, Richard Nixon was elected, etc.
All of that can be forgotten just by looking at this cover.
|Tuna Christmas Tree with Pimiento ornaments and a parsley tinsel. Look! It's a precursor to The Elf on the Shelf! Creepy little bastard.|
|Ring-O-Chocolate Yule Logs. I can see the Pinterest caption on it. "PIN NOW! Must make later!"|
|The ever imposing fruitcake.|
|Be Watt-Wise and remember to save yourself the hassle next year and be neat with your lights. Putting them in a ball out of frustration can be a bad thing. Also, if your house lights dim, you have too much wattage.|
|Lights and tinsel in front of a mirror to double the gawdy effect. There's that shade of red again. Starburst light displays and a not fully decorated tree. Either that or there are toddlers in the house. I've been there.|
|Instead of giving "new life" to a 1, 2, or 3 lb coffee can, I think it would be safer for humanity and the sanity of our children if I just threw them away.|
If that doesn't put you in the holiday spirit before Halloween, then really I don't know what will.
Edit: I just realized that I spelled "Christmas" wrong. I forgot to put the "t". It has been fixed and I feel like someone who walked around all day with something in my teeth or toilet paper hanging out of my jeans, interacted with several people, and nobody bothered to tell me!! The red is for embarrassment. I am surprised my eagle eyed daughter did not notice it!