For just one more day, my kitschy countertop squash and pinecone turkey can hog the limelight.
Spoiler alert: The Christmas creep is real. Twinkly stars, plastic Santas, canned carols, garlands and wreaths, sales, sales, sales. They’re everywhere, nudging, prodding, poking, elbowing their way in.
When, exactly, did Santa turn corporate? When did Christmas become the holiday shopping season?
Like fruitcake, the outcry ‘Christmas comes earlier every year’ is now tradition. As predictable as that is, it still surprises me.
I ‘m not ready for a
million gazillion emails from retail giants that pester me to hurry! hurry! shop now! this deal ends today!
Except for the ones from the John Lewis Partnership. They sell, well, everything. And with smashing success. JLP is the bees knees, likely because it’s employee-owned. All 88,900 permanent staff are Partners who own 48 John Lewis shops across the UK, 350 Waitrose supermarkets, an online and catalogue business, a production unit, and, yes, even a farm. The business has annual gross sales of over £11bn and all partners share in the benefits and profits.
Here’s last year’s ad from Britain’s
favorite favourite retailer. So luvvly-jubbly.
This year? It’ll have you jumping for joy.
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I love that our kids remind me of crows:
An audacious complexity of language keeps them in touch with each other–
warning, informing, reminding, watching.
One generation helps each other & the elders:
“Need help? Here’s a tool. See this hook on the end?
Use it this way then store it here for the next time.”
When danger is spied (or mischief is at hand)
an “assembly” call issues forth;
AND they remember which I love.
-Written by the Nani who is also one of those women who writes so as to remember