I don’t think I’m a Scrooge and I don’t think I’m related to the Grinch. But there is one aspect about this Christmas season that causes me pause. Christmas music.
I love the season. I love the lights. I love the movies — both the classics and the new made-for-TV fare. I love the anticipation and wonder in the youngun’s eyes. And I really get into the mood when the weather gets crisp with wisps of the white stuff in the air. I’m not usually fazed by holiday shopping or crowds … although, admittedly, I don’t do it often and I when I do, it’s usually during a blizzard or because I procrastinated. Let’s face it, snow storms and Christmas Eve day crowds are significantly thinned.
But I am getting tired of listening to Christmas music. Heck, it’s been around for about a month now … almost non-stop. I love Burl Ives version of Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer, but if I hear it one more time today(!) I literally am going to scream. Many stations went to non-stop Christmas music programming before Thanksgiving. It doesn’t matter what genre … country, Christian, contemporary. It’s Christmas, Christmas, Christmas.
I don’t mind easing into the season. You know, regular radio programming interspersed with a Christmas song here or there, gradually increasing as we get closer to the big day. But we went from nothing to all Christmas well before Thanksgiving. And this year, it’s really been grating on my nerves.
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Keep your chin up when in trouble. It keeps your mouth closed.