Halloween is over, and that means Spooky Seasonâ„¢ has transformed into Jolly Seasonâ„¢.
Yeah, I said it. And I'm not sorry.
But I still love Thanksgiving. Everyone always treats people who love and over-celebrate Christmas like garbage, as if they don't also enjoy Thanksgiving. I saw one of those basic hijacks-stolen-tweets-with-a-Cinderella-profile-picture accounts tweet "I don't want to see any of you Snapchatting plates on Thanksgiving."
First of all, where's the correlation? Can you over-celebrate Thanksgiving? No. Thanksgiving decorations are just fall decorations. There's no such thing as Thanksgiving music. Sure, I guess I can just eat turkey and mashed potatoes for every meal?
To me, Christmas is more than just something to obnoxiously celebrate. Christmastime reminds me of Christmas Eve at my grandparents' house, where my family from Alabama and Florida would drive all the way to my hometown to be with us for the holidays. It also reminds me of fighting with my dad every Christmas Eve to try to stay the night at my grandparents' house next door and never being able to because the house was "too full."
It reminds me of trying to peek into the living room from my bedroom to see Santa Claus late at night. It reminds me of hanging stockings for my cats and dogs, and watching my little brother demolish wrapping paper. It reminds me of when everything was fine, everything was happy, everything was stress-free. It reminds me of when everything was okay, and when I was okay. It reminds me of a time when it felt like nothing could go wrong.
Thanksgiving is still a great time of year, despite the history of the holiday itself. It's a time when family can get together, eat some pie, and just enjoy being together. My Thanksgivings consist of about five different Thanksgivings between all of my family, and I love it. I practically live in stretchy pants and snuggle up on the couch in a turkey coma the entire day. I have nothing against the holiday whatsoever.
But no, I will not stop over-celebrating Christmas. Life is hard, and when life gets hard, I'm going to take full advantage of anything that makes me happy, even if that's listening to Michael Bublé's Christmas album in August. I won't apologize for it, and I won't stop eating my body weight in mashed potatoes while watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade with my family, either.