BMDN - It's Like Christmas Came Early (Nov 23rd)

Ohai there!

I'm feeling awfully merry today. I don't know what it is, but I just want to sing! I think it might be something adrighdl... something sdfgjhdfg.... something to do with...

ON THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS, MY TRUE LOVE SAID TO ME

Hold it one hot second. It's the 23rd of November. Why am I hearing the faint bells of a certain bearded gentlemen? Because we are understandably obsessed with Christmas as a country, and I feel that it is because of this, we will ruin it for ourselves.

Imagine the holiday as the epicentre of all joy in the world. It is incredibly concentrated on one momentous day, with a serious glow attached to its two neighbours. Now imagine that epicentre being yanked and yanked and yanked in all directions until the joy is so spread out that nobody can even remember why we're supposed to be happy anymore.

I'm really not a Scrooge when it comes to xmas. I love it just as much as the next person: the presents, family coming together, great food, the presents. My 6-year-old self devolved into hysterical cackling on the floor on Christmas Eve because I was so excited for Santa's arrival! I'm just concerned we're gonna make it not as special anymore at this rate. I suppose no matter if we started getting ready for festivities in May, no one could truly ruin Christmas. I even understand why people think starting celebrations earlier would add morale to what are trying times at the moment. If only it weren't just to sell a stack load of shit.

Supermarkets wait at the starting line on the 31st of October, waiting for the pesky monsters to shimmy on by so they can set up consumerist shrines to ol' Saint Nic. It makes me feel sad that they're exploiting such a joyous time for mucho dinero, but even worse that I have to see reindeer trying to sell acer aspires on the 5th of November (leave it to Megan Fox). This time of year is all about warmth, and I don't feel the heat radiating from Tesco's cold heart.

Despite my hypocritical anti-capitalist ramblings, and the fact that we're not even in the 12th month yet, I can't deny my excitement for Christmas. I know it's going to be wonderful. It always is. Play us out Ella...

Tara x

31 days till Christmas/my 18th... oh, did I forget to mention I'm the Messiah. JC signing out.