For shopping and whatnot. Well I guess I've been more involved with the whatnot...because my shopping has been non-existent. I don't know what's wrong with me. I was really gung-ho to get my outside lights up, but the inside of the house? Nuthin. I just have no energy for it. What is my problem? My get up and go has well...gone. I don't feel like shopping, I don't feel like decorating, I don't feel like listening to Christmas music. I don't feel like anything.
Huh. How are you guys with the holidays this year? Why am I so bummed?
I have a couple of presents...not many. I have a list a mile long. I guess one of the reasons I'm pissed off at Christmas is this: my husband's family. They can suck the life and intention out of things. Kev-head has 3 sisters. Two sisters have two kids, one has 3 kids and we have two kids. Ordinarily Christmas Eve at their house is a frenzy. Presents flying everywhere, wrapping paper everywhere and children crying everywhere. It's mayhem. But the food is good and I usually bring a good bottle of wine so whatever. But this year? This year everyone is broke for various reasons. I can't begin to go there because then words like "hillbilly" and "selfish" and "grow up" will come flying out of my mouth before I can stop them, and it will make me sound even more bah-hum-bug than I already do.
So this year they've lowered the acceptable dollar amount for all of the cousins. I am fine with this. BUT - they've also decided that it's too hard to ask for a list and then go out and find whatever it is that the nieces and nephews want...so I'm supposed to buy gifts for MY OWN KIDS from THEM. Yes, that's right. Three gifts for Alex, three gifts for Owen, WRAPPED, and listed as being from each of the aunt & uncle teams. Whodawa? Really? Seriously? Is this what Christmas is about????? I always hate giving money or whatever anyway, and I totally understand wanting to give the kids what they want. But doesn't this sound like a horrible idea? Just giving them stuff so they have something to open?
Anyway that left a bad taste in my mouth to start, and then I bought Kev-head the perfect gift only to find out that he already got himself the very same thing on clearance somewhere and I didn't know it because it was stuffed in a closet. Now I have to return what I have and it's a pain.
I just need some wine and some shopping, I guess. Maybe when I start crossing things off my list I'll feel better.
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I feel your pain. I have no gifts bought, no desire to buy not to mention no money!!!!
Wish I was crafty...would make everything, ya, thats not going to happen
COME ON PEOPLE!! It's once a year!
I must say, the in-laws idea for a gift exchange is RETARDED! Whats the freaking point?!?!
Get the Christmas decorations out. have fun with the kids putting all of it up! Buy a sugar cookie kit and have fun with the kids decorating. Maybe that will help. Kids have such amazing spirit and excitement for Christmas. Maybe they can sprinkle a little on you and your whole outlook on the season will change.
ok, i'm done.
Yeah, what Tigger said...
I got a promotion today, I am now house manager...
I also got Big R's wedding ring yesterday, he picked it out and I must say, it was quite the experience watching him squirm!!!
Snap out of it Black Eyed Pea, you give the biggest hugs and wetest kisses at Christmas, DON'T LET ME DOWN, KNOCK IT OFF
Oh yeah, and today is the first day of my discarding my smoking habit...goint pretty damn good, don't have an asshole boss to piss me off/stress me out to run to the ciggi
Well, I just had to drop a chunka change on a new hot water heater for the house and new regular brakes & a motor for my anti-lock brakes for the car. Kinda put an end to my holiday shopping discretionary fund.
Fortunately amazon.com and I had already done a bit of business before the bank account drain occurred. But, I have no decorations inside or outside my house. I decorated my mom's place for her and figure that's enough. I have absolutely no interest in decorating my house. Of course, I'm an empty nester so I don't have kids pushing me to put up the tree. Oh, wait, my 26-year old daughter was nagging me until her 22-year old brother told her to knock it off (obviously did something right with that boy).
So long answer, Rebecca, I understand your lethargy.
Went out tonight to take my 10-year-old to buy something for his dad for $10 or so. He picked out U2 by U2, which of course, is as much a present for me as for Craig, but is also $29.99! Yikes. What can I say? The boy has good taste.
Let's hope Craig is as generous when he takes the kids shopping for me.
I have most of my gifts purchased, my sister and I deceided to donate to the no kill cat shelter, in each others name, cause we really don't need anything but we wanted to keep in the spirit of Christmas. Big R has totally gone crazy with the munchkins this year, I know he misses them so much, and of course, shopping for little ones is SO MUCH FUN
A Christmas Letter to the Cats
Dear Cats,
When I say to move, it means go someplace else, not switch positions with each other so there are still two of you in the way.
The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help, because I can fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king size bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue to sleep on the couch to ensure your comfort. Look at videos of other cats sleeping, they can actually curl up in a ball. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space used is nothing but sarcasm.
My compact discs are not miniature Frisbees.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob, or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. In addition, I have been using bathrooms for years -- feline attendance is not mandatory or helpful.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other cats' back end. I cannot stress this enough.
To pacify you I have posted the following message on our front door...
Pea, congrats on getting the ring! that's so fun!
and DOUBLE congrats on the quitting smoking!!! hooray! I'm a big fan of the "easy way to quit smoking" by Alan Carr. so if you hit a bump, go get it!!! its a good read and i think you'd like it.
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