If you're anything like me, you've been listening to Christmas music all year-round. Only now, it's practically a 24/7 deal. And time after Halloween is fair game, and almost too late to start in the Holiday Cheerfulness that is the Holiday season (brought to you by Christmas music). If you are the few (but the mighty) who are like me, you've also heard a LOT of backlash against your particular song selection. Something about "it's not even Thanksgiving yet," or "give each holiday their due spirit." And, yeah, that's valid, but also there is a reason I listen to Christmas music so early. In fact, many reasons. 22 years worth of reasons.
First, blatantly, how many Thanksgiving songs do you know? I love Thanksgiving just as much as I love the Christmas and New Years (and Christmas). But, frankly, to me, the feeling is still the same. That warm, fuzzy feeling you get when you get to dedicate the last 2 months of this year and the first week of next with your family. Totally emerged in loving each other wholly and being there for each other. No matter if it is your blood relatives, or your Framily. You get to seek out the people you love (or people who are without loved ones) and relish in the time spent with those around you. So, to me, Thanksgiving and Christmas have very similar shades of awesomeness.
Second, Christmas music is catchy AF. We listen to Taylor Swift all year long! Her songs are catchy enough. Can't I spend some quality time with some classically catchy tunes with some sleigh bells in the background? I mean, honestly, who doesn't feel their heart skip a beat a little when listening to their favorite Christmas song?
Also, a lot of these people who are all like "we've commercialized Christmas," not saying I disagree, but wouldn't denying Christmas music until its due time be buying into that? Maybe it's just me, but what sort of twisted society do we live in in which there is a certain genre of music ONLY to be listened to ONE MONTH out the the 12 month year!? I mean, who comes up with these rules! HashtagStickItToTheMan
Thirdly, genetics, man. My mom LOVES Christmas. She paints and sells her artwork, and in her style of painting, Christmas is her prime time. So, she has to be cranking out Christmas stuff all year long (as well as regular, not-Holiday stuff). In order for that to happen, she sets the mood with some classic Bing Crosby Christmas and some cinnamon candles. All. Year. Long.
Third-and-a-half-ly, my grandmother loved Christmas too. My grandmother was someone who had a hard time keeping her opinion to herself. And, in that, she tend to say things that weren't the kindest of things. However, she was also one of the strongest women I have ever known (aside form my mom, duh). And if one thing was for certain, it was that once Halloween was over, it was Christmas season. She was the custodian at my elementary school, and she DECKED the halls like no one has ever decked any halls ever. She put so much love and passion behind Christmas for the kids (and to fulfill her love), that she never minded the teachers' glares while forcing them to listen to Holiday music over the intercom system. Mainly because she would just glare even harder and dare any one of them to cross her.
In my resident hall, there is this "Would you Rather" board. On one end, it says "be a kid for a day," or "be the opposite gender for a day?" So many people picked the "kid" one. But, my question is: if you want so badly to have times be as simple as they were when you were a kid, why deny yourself the freedom to embrace the simple things in life. As much as my grandmother faced scorns for listening to Christmas music so early from the faculty, never once did a child in that school complain for the heavily decked-out hallways, or sparkling lights that flooded Sugar Creek Elementary.
Now, am I say "GO LISTEN TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC NOW OR YOU'RE A GRINCH!" Of course not. But maybe settle down your hatred for your fellow man who loves the warm fuzzy feeling the Holiday music brings. I get it, you're annoyed. But, like, maybe chill a little. Christmas comes but once a year, let us relish in it as long as we can.
Also, Starbucks Red Cups, you do you. I like 'em a lot! Woo!
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Mary Taylor
First, blatantly, how many Thanksgiving songs do you know? I love Thanksgiving just as much as I love the Christmas and New Years (and Christmas). But, frankly, to me, the feeling is still the same. That warm, fuzzy feeling you get when you get to dedicate the last 2 months of this year and the first week of next with your family. Totally emerged in loving each other wholly and being there for each other. No matter if it is your blood relatives, or your Framily. You get to seek out the people you love (or people who are without loved ones) and relish in the time spent with those around you. So, to me, Thanksgiving and Christmas have very similar shades of awesomeness.
Second, Christmas music is catchy AF. We listen to Taylor Swift all year long! Her songs are catchy enough. Can't I spend some quality time with some classically catchy tunes with some sleigh bells in the background? I mean, honestly, who doesn't feel their heart skip a beat a little when listening to their favorite Christmas song?
Also, a lot of these people who are all like "we've commercialized Christmas," not saying I disagree, but wouldn't denying Christmas music until its due time be buying into that? Maybe it's just me, but what sort of twisted society do we live in in which there is a certain genre of music ONLY to be listened to ONE MONTH out the the 12 month year!? I mean, who comes up with these rules! HashtagStickItToTheMan
Thirdly, genetics, man. My mom LOVES Christmas. She paints and sells her artwork, and in her style of painting, Christmas is her prime time. So, she has to be cranking out Christmas stuff all year long (as well as regular, not-Holiday stuff). In order for that to happen, she sets the mood with some classic Bing Crosby Christmas and some cinnamon candles. All. Year. Long.
Third-and-a-half-ly, my grandmother loved Christmas too. My grandmother was someone who had a hard time keeping her opinion to herself. And, in that, she tend to say things that weren't the kindest of things. However, she was also one of the strongest women I have ever known (aside form my mom, duh). And if one thing was for certain, it was that once Halloween was over, it was Christmas season. She was the custodian at my elementary school, and she DECKED the halls like no one has ever decked any halls ever. She put so much love and passion behind Christmas for the kids (and to fulfill her love), that she never minded the teachers' glares while forcing them to listen to Holiday music over the intercom system. Mainly because she would just glare even harder and dare any one of them to cross her.
In my resident hall, there is this "Would you Rather" board. On one end, it says "be a kid for a day," or "be the opposite gender for a day?" So many people picked the "kid" one. But, my question is: if you want so badly to have times be as simple as they were when you were a kid, why deny yourself the freedom to embrace the simple things in life. As much as my grandmother faced scorns for listening to Christmas music so early from the faculty, never once did a child in that school complain for the heavily decked-out hallways, or sparkling lights that flooded Sugar Creek Elementary.
Now, am I say "GO LISTEN TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC NOW OR YOU'RE A GRINCH!" Of course not. But maybe settle down your hatred for your fellow man who loves the warm fuzzy feeling the Holiday music brings. I get it, you're annoyed. But, like, maybe chill a little. Christmas comes but once a year, let us relish in it as long as we can.
Also, Starbucks Red Cups, you do you. I like 'em a lot! Woo!
HashtagHolidayCheerMiester
Mary Taylor
