Frosty Is Not Your Friend

As much as I love all things Christmas, there are a few things I don't like. Of course the busy crowds and slow, ignorant salespeople...that's a given. I think I could even argue that the commercialism of Christmas has gotten out of hand. But there is one Christmas tradition that I absolutely detest: Frosty the Snowman.

I refuse to watch the yearly showing on television, and the song makes me feel like I'm hearing fingernails on a blackboard. Why do I feel this way? I have absolutely no idea why I hate it so much, but I do. It's really sad, but when I see the commercial for this on TV, I quickly turn it so Raelynn won't ask me if she can see it. She doesn't share my distaste for all things Frosty.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not against snow. I'm not against snowmen. I've even made a few in my day. The most recent one was about 2 years ago when it snowed just enough on the hood of my car to scrape together a small snowman. Raelynn enjoyed this experience, and in her little mind, what she experienced IS making a snowman. She honestly thinks thats how you make them: scrape the snow from the hood and pack it to make a snowman that lives on your car. It snowed in Mississippi last night and, of course, it totally skipped Starkville. We did get a little sleet, and that was quite the teaser. Raelynn was ready to wake up this morning to snow to play in and was sorely disappointed. Her exact words...."This is the worst Christmas ever. There's no snow." Of course, I reminded her that a good Christmas involves exactly two things: time with family and no school. Everything else is gravy.

But back to the Frosty hate. When I think about it, the only thing that I can figure about Frosty that may have started this aversion is the voice of Frosty on the show. I'm not sure who that actor is, but it just doesn't fit. Another thing that I dislike is the fact that it's so unbelievable. I mean, the girl that creates Frosty is wearing earmuffs but is not wearing pants. What's up with that? What parent would let their kid go out in the snow in that getup? Also, Frosty exclaims, "Happy Birthday!" each time he comes to life. I mean come on....if I was sitting in the cold waiting to come to life, I don't think I would say Happy Birthday. I think I'd be wearing out the slow kids that just figured out that the hat was what did the trick. Frosty makes the Miser brothers, Heat Miser and Snow Miser, seem so much more realistic. And they sing better. I don't know, it sounds like I've analyzed this too much. All I know is, I hate Frosty during Christmas as much as I hate clowns the rest of the year. And that's quite a bit. This is the one issue that I have that I'm not looking to resolve. Now, Christmas lights.....that's a different story.