03 November 2010


I'm not much of a Halloween person. Don't crucify me; it's just not my thing. I don't like putting ridiculous paint (excuse me, makeup) all over my face. I don't enjoy eating snack food that looks like severed fingers and bloody eyeballs. Call me crazy. I don't like snobby kids interrupting dinner every two minutes asking for food. And I HATE it when parents knock on my door, chime trick or treat, and reach in to take my candy "for the baby." Get real. There's no way your 9-month old is going to eat all that candy.

I love decorating with spider webs and pumpkins and fall colors. I love pumpkin carving. I love watching (uninterrupted) scary movies. I LOVE it when Halloween falls on Sunday.

I am, however, very much a Christmas person. My family's year was spent in anticipation for the day we'd get the box of Christmas CDs out of the closet and start playing Mariah Carey, Amy Grant, Harry Connick Jr, and Charlie Brown Christmas. December was all about the village, the lights, the garlands, the tree, nativity, the homemade candy, the Secret Santas, the wrapping, the caroling with Mom's Holy Scones afterwards, catching Santa EVERY YEAR as he brings in presents while we hide behind the couch, lounging on the beach Christmas afternoon. It's just the greatest holiday.

Phil LOVES Halloween. He loves dressing up in costumes. He loves candy. He loves deviled eggs and bog slime

He thinks having a village is a pointless tradition. He hates Christmas music. He made me promise not to listen to Christmas music out loud while he's around until after Thanksgiving. AFTER THANKSGIVING?!?! His idea of a perfect Christmas is opening twenty video games, then disappearing for the rest of the day and the following week to beat them all.


Conflict of interests.


  1. This made me laugh, for several reasons. Not the least of which is that I was going to make almost the exact same post as your first paragrah, including the title. Great minds think alike!

  2. What? How did he miss the Christmas boat? Aunt Laurie would be one of the first ones to bust out the Christmas tunes the day after Halloween. And I've been there for plenty a Christmas time where he was quite happy about the season...


    My Nanny (grandma on my dad's side) always had a HUGE Christmas village. Last time I saw it they had built an extra wing on the table that already filled up half the room because it was getting so big. Those always seemed so magical to me as a kid. Keep it if it makes you happy :) I'm sure he'll come around when he sees you giddy about it being up :)

    Oh, and I agree on the not likely the gory stuff like the severed fingers etc. Yuck.

  3. Give him time. I figured it out (at least I think I did; probably still maturing), and I don't even get bothered when April busts out the Christmas music the day after Halloween. (or keeps listening to it after Christmas)

  4. This is so funny! My husband is the exact same way. ie-Halloween is a really big deal--I think it brings back all of his childhood dreams or something. Thanksgiving involves a lot of food and football--what could get better than that? And Christmas should just wait its turn.

    I figure if the month ends in ". . .ber" you can begin listening to Christmas to prepare. I am so glad you gave me your blog address, by the way.