A Misguided Christmas Lesson

Last year, I was struck by one of my rare bouts of organizational fervor as I was putting away the Christmas and New Year’s decorations (probably in April). Aside from the tree and wreaths, I could probably fit all of the winter decor into the trunk that serves as my coffee table, rather than tucked into the various containers and shelves in the basement where I usually stash it.

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So organized!

This year, as I set about to decorate the tree, I went in search of my ornaments. And then I spent an hour in the basement, nearly in tears, because they weren’t “where I always keep them!” My childhood ornaments!

ornamentI looked everywhere, in every nook and cranny of our box-laden basement, when finally, dejected, I trudged back upstairs. Which is when I looked at my coffee table and let out a little yelp, of relief and of frustration with my scattered brain.

So the lesson I am taking away from this is: never try to reorganize!

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This is Halloween, everbody make a scene

As I try desperately to decide between two Halloween costume options (this is the closest to the holiday I’ve ever been without knowing what I was going to be!) I thought I would glean inspiration from the past and post a retrospective of costumes. (This will be especially relevant to Addi’s podcast listeners!)

2011 – The White Witch (The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe)

The Chronicles of Narnia were a hugely formative part of my childhood and The White Witch is one of the coolest villains of all time. Lexi agreed to play along (and really, make my costume make sense) as Aslan (sexy Aslan. Obviously.)

How it’s made: Both my dress and mask were purchased on Etsy. The dress was a custom request from a seller who generally caters to the Goth set in blacks and reds, but she happily bought new fabric for my request. The mask was, in some ways, the inspiration for the costume. I’d had the idea for years, but was never sure how I would want to execute the idea. When I stumbled upon this shop, I knew the mask would serve as the anchor to the costume. Hair feathers and snowflake earrings (not particularly visible, but they’re there) are from Claire’s. Lexi is wearing a Spirit Hood and the base dress comes from a Cowardly Lion costume available at all major costume retailers.

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The Best Worst: Commercials

There were plenty of delightful commercials this year, some so good that we don’t fast forward through them. Who didn’t love VW’s Tiny Darth Vader? Heartless troglodytes, that’s who. But I’ll leave judging the best among them to The Clio Awards.

Instead, let’s talk about the worst commercials. The kind that make people write angry letters. The kind that make you want to go back to an agrarian society simply so you’ll never again be exposed to such dreck.

These products are not inherently annoying. I am not including, for instance, the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie advertisements, because it is in their nature to be deeply irritating. I’m also not including any Old Navy commercials because the task of picking which is worst among them was stressing me out. (Seriously. How are they so consistently terrible?!)

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Dispatches from the Front: The War on Christmas

Have you heard of this “War on Christmas?”

Apparently, the widespread saying of “happy holidays” rather than “Merry Christmas,” is an affront to Christendom and weakening the power of the very special holiday. You can see the devastating effects on this formerly important holiday by the Christmas decorations hung on street corners in late October.

Wait a minute….

Look, I love Christmas. I am a Christmas dork. Twinkle lights apparently renew my faith in humanity. I don’t know. But I cannot imagine being insulted or fearing for the future of Christmas because someone wished me a happy holiday.

Now, I understand that there is a religious element to this that I do not care about. But seriously, get over yourselves. It’s egocentric to expect the world to not only honor your beliefs, but to intuit what they are.

I don’t think it’s offensive to wish people a Merry Christmas if they don’t celebrate it, but I do think it’s nice to actually consider the fact that another person may not share the same background. It isn’t about being PC, it’s about being considerate and aware that other people exist outside of your purview.

So I’m going to wish people “happy holidays” and mean it. Because even if they don’t celebrate, I hope they do have a happy Chanukah, Solstice, Kwanzaa, Christmas, and New Year’s.

I don’t wish people a happy birthday on my birthday. And I don’t feel like the awesomeness of my birthday is threatened if a stranger tells to have a NICE DAY instead of a “Happy Birthday.”