Twas the night before Christmas. And all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Who am I kidding, could be a mouse...or a cockroach...this is Alabama after all. Or a ghost, but because I don't believe in ghosts, it can't be a ghost. My blood sugar is just low, I try to convince myself. Maybe it was a shadow from the candle. Weird stuff happens though. I can't wrap my head around it.
Tonight I reflect on this Christmas season. Things I've learned, things I've experienced, and...other nonsense things. The flow isn't that great, but you'll get the idea.
Christmas songs make so much more sense when you're an adult. Today I was listening to Silent Night on the radio. As a child I thought infantso was actually a word. It never occurred to me that the infant is so tender and mild. And mommy kissing Santa Claus? That's not Santa she's kissing, silly. That's Daddy! Now I'm not saying it took me this long to figure this stuff out. But I am usually not really paying attention to what the words are actually saying. It just happens that today I was thinking how I used to sing these songs and they didn't really make any sense. And now they do.
If it sounds like infantso, it must be infantso.
I put colored lights on the xmas tree this year. I have always put white lights up, but thought colored lights would be fun for the girls. I hate it and can't wait to take it down. What's that saying...if it's not broken, don't fix it.
Tis the season for lots and lots of shopping. I couldn't be happier. I thought I would share the fun with Scott and told him he could go Christmas shopping with me one day so he wasn't at an utter loss Christmas morning when the girls were opening their Christmas presents. He needs to do his part, too, right.
Well, that was a really dumb idea. It was the most unproductive day of the year.
Mainly, I feel rushed when I'm shopping with him. I prefer to be a lone shopper anyway, but with him, it was particularly dreadful. We went to the city next to us to shop. All of a sudden, we both realize it looks like we're going the wrong way. So Scott turns the car around, and after knowing we're going the right way, I decide to shut my eyes for a minute. Minute's up, I open my eyes and see that we're going off the road and almost into a street sign. "Scott!" He gets back on the road and all is okay. But my heart is racing and I'm pissed off that I can't shut my eyes for a millisecond. "WTF were you doing??? WTF were you looking at?? Seriously, Scott, WTF were you doing??? Jesus Christ!" (For some reason, the "F" word comes out a lot easier when I'm speaking it than it does for me to write it.) Scott explained that he just shut his eyes for a second. Well, it doesn't work that way. We can't BOTH close our eyes when YOU'RE driving. SOMEONE has to keep their eyes open. This shopping day sucks.
Which reminds me. This year I'm a little jaded that there isn't really a Santa. Why can't there be a jolly old fellow in a red suit. He doesn't have to squeeze his ass down a chimney, but it would be much more fun if he delivered presents Christmas morning.
Today, Christmas arrived a little early for me, for I found a Christmas gift to me from Scott. Well, I saw it on our account online and called to ask if I can have my gift certificate now so I can go buy what I want. He wasn't happy, but obliged. I may even wrap it for myself so that I can open it tomorrow morning. Christmas is so much better when you get to pick out your own gifts!
Today the girls and I are hanging out cleaning and getting ready for Santa. Finally, I've had enough. Screw this, girls. Let's dance. So we turned up the xmas music and did just that.
Peace, Love, and Merry Christmas
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