Saturday, December 12, 2009
Ask not, give not
It's December 13, there are only 12 days to Christmas, and I have not had a single holiday cookie, handful of caramel popcorn, or slab of holiday chocolate. Discipline? No. Lack of supply is more accurate.
I'm not sure if it's the economy or a more health conscientious world, but our office no longer gets deluged with holiday treats by various vendors, partners and friends. There was a time that the middle of December would result in mountains of food being stacked up on seemingly every available horizontal surface in and around our offices. I have to admit that I always found it a little bit amusing for a vendor or partner to say happy holidays to their friends at Weight Watchers with chocolate/cookie/cheese gift basket the size of a small car. I also have to admit that I often lacked the discipline not to wade through the heaps of treats.
This year, not one ounce of holiday food has been sent to any office within a 100 foot radius of my office. Either that or the recipients are hoarding. In either case, I've been safe from temptation, and as a result, I have successfully avoided one of my primary December food downfalls. So to all you Scrooge-like partners on behalf of my waist circumference: THANK YOU!!!!
Thinking about this also prompted me to take a look in the mirror to assess my own sabotaging hypocrisies. Historically, I have usually assumed the role of stocking stuffer for my house. What I lack in gift giving imagination, I make up for in recognizing that people like sweets. There is nothing wrong with giving some, but why load up the sock with 4-5 pounds of the stuff? So this year I won't.
All of this is very good, but it also raises a question. Are we taking all of the fun out of the holidays by being so bloody conscientious? Watching the new Christmas Carol movie with my family a few weeks ago, I was reminded of the time held tradition of eating and being merry on Christmas (my holiday of choice). Am I turning into a health-freak Ebenezer Scrooge? Wasn't the Grinch the guy who stole all of the holiday food and tried to ruin Christmas for the Who's?
The answer always seems to come back to moderation and duration. It is worth noting that Bob Cratchit came back to work the day after Christmas (albeit with kind of a self-inflicted head ache). The Who's celebrated and feasted on Christmas day. There was no indication that it was a week-long Bacchanalian bender. Therefore, would it not make sense to seek to match the quantity of treats given to the approximate duration of the holiday?
In summary, I (Santa) will happily include a reasonable dose of chocolate in the stocking mix, just not a ton of it. BTW, I hope I get some too. Either that or I can at least count on some zero-POINTS lumps of coal.