It's Over! It's Really Over!

Finally, that retail-supported-mall-big-box-store nightmare known as “ChristmasKwanzaaKah” is over.

Done, finished, finit. Stuffed like the leftover turkey and the last detritus of the wrapping paper into the trash, and good riddance, too.

Believe me, I’m not the Grinch…I love the holiday season, I really do.

It’s just that over the years I’ve just grown very, very (did I mention very?) resentful how retailers start to shove this season down our throats earlier and earlier each year.

I understand this isn’t a new complaint, and trust me on this…I’ll be blogging about how I can’t find a good sweater in six weeks’ time when all of the swimsuits are out in February in the middle of a blizzard.

I’ll be 42 in February (there, so now you know), and perhaps I savor the seasons more than I used to, but at the Wegman’s in Cherry Hill last week (last week!) there were little plush puppies and kittens all decked out in white and red in a corner rack, set off to the side, all ready for their retail runway debut and the next attack on our retail-minded society.

Valentines Day.