While out on a Christmas Eve jaunt with her father and Jacob, violin girl ran into something astonishingly amiss. Nestled among the Christmas decoration stragglers at the nearby Rite-Aid were brightly-colored candies of the Easter variety. You heard correctly. E-A-S-T-E-R.
Now, I think we all know that Easter, no matter what Christian denomination you may ascribe to, does not fall within the confines of December. Or any other month which has been understood, by most, as belonging to the season of winter.
So, now not only do I have to worry about fitting Christmas inbetween Labor Day and Halloween, I have to slide Easter candy and bunnies over to Christmas, like some sleazy con’s shell game.
“Go on; Pick a holiday. Any holiday.”