Friday, November 25, 2011

Grey Friday

1. Congratulations to Deirdre, an old college friend and frequent trench visitor, who got married yesterday! Best of luck to you and your husband as you embark upon a new phase in your lives. Thanks so much for reading.    

2. I had so much food yesterday, I don't need to eat anything except egg whites and celery for the next month. Which works out perfectly, as Christmas dinner is exactly 30 days away. Mind, I'm not saying I WILL eat only egg whites and celery, simply that this is all I need to eat...  

3. I'm not shopping in brick-and-mortar stores today. I'm not sure I'll spend any money at all. Except perhaps to get a pedicure. And that doesn't count. 

4. For those of you who've lived in The Great State of Oklahoma for any length of time, you know as well as I do that the holiday season doesn't really begin until when......?  

That's right. 

Until you hear and/or see the BC Clark commercial.  

For all you (two) non-local readers of my blog, BC Clark is a jewelry store in Oklahoma City. They're Oklahoma's oldest jeweler. Since 1892. Most sales are after Christmas, but their's is just before.


Anyway, the jingle is older than I am by several years; it hit the airwaves for the first time in 1956

They've never changed it. Which I find comforting and endearing. I'm sure most Oklahomans feel the same way. It's quaint and cheerful and whimsical and it always makes me smile when I hear it for the first time each holiday season. 

Here's my problem: I don't watch live TV anymore. When I'm in the car, I'm either listening to NPR or my boyfriend podcasts. Neither of which air OKC commercials. 

Meaning this time of year, unless I take action I don't get the hear the jingle! 

And I'm not kidding. It's not Christmas time until I hear it. 

Because I'm so neurotic, I feel as if I'm cheating if I go to Youtube or click the inevitable Facebook links and view the commercial that way. So for the past few years I've had to pursue it. 

Like a stalker.  

I'm forced to listen to local radio stations in my car and forced to watch TV until I hear the sleigh bells in the wild. It can be burdensome and sometimes it days before I hear it organically. Which just pisses me off and defeats the whole purpose of the exercise.  

Say you: Seriously? You can't just go to Youtube....

Say me: NO! I cannot. I'm telling you, it's not the same. 

So. You can go ahead and be a cheater if you want.  Me?  I'm listening to The Spy until The Clarks serenade me.  

Song(s) of the week:

Added bonus, another favorite from my childhood: 

Oh, OK, one more.  Since I'm being all non-corporate, stick-it-to-the-man, I'm-SO-not-shopping-today-because-I-refuse-to-be-sucked-in-by-marketers: 


Carolyn said...

Okay, I cheated. But I think it's forgiveable, given that I live far, far away from Clarks and their Anniversary Sale.

Tanya said...

You're completely forgiven, Ms. Carolyn.

Anonymous said...

We bought our wedding rings at BC Clark's just so we could listen to that song for eternity! I'm going to have to steal the you tube for FB now...

Deirdre said...

Awwww - wow - Tanya - I'm touched - like for real not in my normal snarky sarcastic way!


Except for the "old" part. I'm not old - I'm a newlywed! :)

Tanya said...

My pleasure, Deirdre. =)