My last post was so super negative.
I actually LOVE Christmas time. I truly do. Like everyone with a soul I hate the commercialism that has become Christmas, and I LOATHE the Best Buy “Game on Santa” commercials with a deep and utter hatred that goes to my core being.
Oh wait, there is supposed to be positivity.
I am like the Clark Grisworld of my family when it comes to Christmas. I want it big (but without stuff) and perfect and full of good cheer. I love Christmas trees and Christmas decorations. I love the idea that people are nice to each other and helpful (in spite of day after Christmas shopping incidents). I love that many try to be happy and thankful during this time. I love Christmas almost as much as I love Halloween. I still jump on the bed Christmas morning singing “It’s Christmas time! It’s Christmas time!” and if I’m at my parents, I still jump on their bed to wake them if they are not up already. And the last time that me and my siblings were all single at my parents house (in my late 20s), we still slept in the room together, when the first one woke, woke the rest, and we bombarded my parents’ room. All of this was at my insistence. And I’m always the last one to finish opening gifts because I love to watch everyone else open theirs. That’s more important to me in my pollyanna world than the stuff I get. And I’m more excited about the stuff I “need” rather than crap I wanted. And if I could decorate the house with 20,000 Italian twinkle lights, I totally would.
I need to get to work on my holiday cooking now, so the weekend blogging might be light. But happy Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, happy Everything to everyone out there. I’m sorry the previous post was a downer, but now that you’ve let me rant, I feel better. I love all of you. I am thankful for all of you. If you travel, stay safe. May you get everything that you want and want everything that you get. And my you all be healthy, happy, and safe and have the holiday you want.