Guess what greeted me earlier this week when I stepped into a Kohl’s department store?
A pair of floor-to-ceiling, red-and-gold, glittery, artificial trees, along with Bing Crosby crooning over the loudspeaker, “It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas.”
Now don’t get me wrong. I love Christmas as much as the next person, maybe more than many.
But I almost gagged and walked back out of the store.
Why? This was two days after Halloween!
We haven’t celebrated Veterans’ Day yet. Nor have I had my Thanksgiving feast.
I don’t know about you, but I’m so not into celebrating Christmas until I’ve had my Turkey-day turkey, with all the trimmings!
I realize the economy stinks. Stores are hurting.
Many times you could shoot a cannon off inside the mall and not hit a single person!
But there’s no need for this urgency, this pressure to buy NOW.
I haven’t even started making my Christmas list. Or addressing my Christmas cards. Or decorating the house.
I haven’t got the manger out. Or the Advent Wreath. I haven’t done my Christmas Confession.
I haven’t done my end-of-the-year charitable giving. Or taken advantage of any last-minute business deductions.
But these marketing gurus and store owners are already pushing Christmas.
And just you wait — when I finally decide what I need to buy for whom, the shelves and racks will be bare.
Because as soon as Christmas arrives, they bring out the “summer resort” wear — the navy-and-white cardigans, the white capris, the flip-flops.
The nautical look.
Like we’re all going on a cruise or something.
Give me a break!