Fasten your seatbelts. No sooner do we swallow that last Trick or Treat candy when we learn there’s only 54 shopping days ‘til Christmas. Like it or not,
it’s November and the official start of the holiday frenzy season.
This will be no surprise to you if you’ve wandered into a superstore in
October looking for last minute Halloween decorations, and found wreaths, Christmas lights, and menorahs where the skeletons should have been. What are those boxes of cards? Valentines? Really?
Obviously, I’m one of those who bemoan the fact that retailers are compressing my life. Black Friday begins on Thursday; Cyber Monday on Saturday. My birthday
is in February. Will someone move it to December? At this age, I can’t afford to be rushed. It seems the last 60 days of the year have been tossed into a giant blender.
And now that I think about it, so has my family, especially when it comes to Thanksgiving. For us, Turkey Day is the deluxe mixer of blended family holidays.
When my spouse and I wed, we combined five children, two dogs, and two exes. Needless to say, holidays got tricky.
Should we invite the exes? Do we invite the exes’ Significant Others? What about the children of the SOs? And what if the SOs have exes and they have SOs who have children? Don’t bother referring to Emily Post. She provides no answers.
Fortunately, those questions were eventually resolved. Lately, however, an entirely new set of blending issues have emerged. Currently, our Thanksgiving
table holds three vegetarians, one vegan, and a granddaughter who will eat the turkey only if it’s been organically fed, roamed free, and comes with a certificate
guaranteeing it has led a happy life.
Now we convene each year with one end of the table slicing America’s happiest bird, while the other end carves the tofu.
My hope for this Thanksgiving is to make everyone feel blended and happy because here comes Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, Cyber Monday and
it will soon be time to plan the Christmas-Hanukkah meal.
Did I fail to mention we were also a blended two-Holiday family?
Susan Goldfein holds a doctorate in Communication Disorders from Teachers
College, Columbia University, and enjoyed a successful career as a clinician,
teacher, and consultant. For more essays filled with wit, wisdom and irony,
visit Susan’s blog, susansunfilteredwit.com. Her book, “How Old Am I in
Dog Years?” may be purchased on Amazon.com and BarnesandNoble.com