I like Christmas.
Really, I do.
We hang out once a year and do a little singing, some movie watching and a gift-exchange. Sometimes there’s even a little play or musical or something to go along with it. Usually, though, it stays around a little too long. It shows up early, leaves late, sings the same six songs over and over, and gets really stressful the whole time it’s present (mild pun intended.) Christmas is well and good in its place, but I prefer it stay there.
Thanksgiving, though, that’s where it’s at. It’s humble and chill. All it asks of you is that you might take a break and hang out with your family, maybe play a little football, and definitely eat way too much. There’s no stress of bringing gifts (unless you’re thinking of getting me a birthday gift, of course) and the natural landscape provides all the decoration you need (I decorate anyways, of course). Not to mention the Cheesy Potatoes. Have you ever seen so much Cheesy Potatoes? I love Cheesy Potatoes. And that little olive and pickle plate that appears every year, never forget about the baby pickles and olives. You don’t get any of that goodness at Christmas time.
Anyways, alls I’m saying is this: Thanksgiving is superior. The weather is prettier and less “I’m going to kill you if you walk outside for any period of time.” The food is usually way better because people are less stressed out by all of the shopping and decorating. And hey, football. I’m not big into football, but I even appreciate a good Turkey Bowl when I see one. You won’t see one Christmas decoration in my dorm room until November 26th. No not one. And even then, I’ll still be in a food and family coma. So let’s move that date back a few days, yeah?
