Way Too Early

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TBS played How the Grinch Stole Christmas on November 5th. This morning I saw dancing Hersheys kisses in their Christmas outfits and a commercial about Santa with back pain.

My beautiful wife is already in her fog of gathering gifts for a few boys who have whatever the heck they need anyway.

"What do you want for Christmas?" is a question she doesn't even bother to ask me anymore.

Especially at the beginning of November!

What the hell happened here? Christmas is nearly 50 days away. Didn't we used to wait until Thanksgiving passed before all of this started?

Now, I'm not against Christmas...and I like presents too, but the 27-time Yankees didn't win the world series this year so there won't be a new plaque on my wall on the 26th. Sox without a hole for the big toe may be the big present for me this year.

The theme behind the Grinch movie is about the real meaning of Christmas. Dr. Seuss would probably be a little agitated with the fact that the commercialism is starting so early.

Of course, a lot of my Christmas shopping was done with a few flicks of the computer. I had Sam figure out which Sabres game they'd like to go to. Last year we went and the entire event was a success other than the $500 that was coughed up. But I remember how excited they had been walking away from the arena. Hockey isn't my favorite thing. Coughing up that much money for the billionaire who owns the millionaires is aggravating, but...

...but they will be smiling.

The gift won't be a surprise to any of them, but Sam chose a gold game. Ovechkin and the Capitals in town on the day after Christmas.

Thank God I have 50 days to save up the money.

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