And the best gift was priceless

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So...summing up my last Christmas experience::: Twas decent. I knew most of what I got really. Lotsa new clothes that fit in a comfortable sort of way. Money for the passions that give my life more meaning. My parents even picked up on the long ago made hint that I wanted a portable DVD player. Now I feel quite foolish in my asking to aquire such a thing. I don't want to become attatched to another inanimate object. It is nice though. I just watched The Fith Element on it. Good times. Cece and Iffy are quite amazing. We managed to get together even with our different yet similar mindsets on this holiday. Cece created this basket for me and she nurtured my paranoid fear of not having enough money to buy that which my parents will soon no longer pay for...bath and body stuff...by puting several soaps and perfumes into this basket. She also gave me chcolate and two dvds along with a shirt with a cute saying on it. She wrote me a letter. Damn she got me a lot. Shows that she thought about me. She's awesome like that. Iffy made me my gifts. He printed out his short story and made a paper bag cover for it wrote me a letter and made this picture postcard like thing with a pic of my hand holding an old heart eraser on it...with a message on the back "For all the future wonderful splashes we have yet to experience. Thank you." He's so damn cute. On X-mas eve we went with Iffy to celebrate Iffy's mom's B-day. We had dinner at a chinese resturaunt. Twas fun. Then we went back to his house and ate chocolate cheesecake *dies* and he burned the Bright Eyes Cd for me. X-mas eve, even with my Grandmom staying over, was a wonderful splash. Didn't get much sleep though. The sleeping arangements were odd. Grandmom slept in mom&dad's room dad slept on the couch and mom slept in my bed while I slept on the tonfou. About 4 hours of sleep. And mommy wasn't feeling so well...her head's all stuffy and such. Poor mommy. Then the kids called around 6am. I took a shower and the parents got the presents together. Insanity. But when they arived all was decent. I decided to give Big Jenn and Dave a copy of the poem about Savannah as a gift. Jenn cried...she said it was beautiful.."all that from someone who didn't even meet her." It felt good to finally give that to them. Even Dave teared up a bit. Alexis fell victim to the 20 questions ball. They all opened up their gifts then the older ones follwed me up stairs. I put away my gifts and we all had some sort of makeshift therapy session. I love when that happens. I got Aarons side of the stories that Big Jenn had falsely produced. They still hate her. Nothing's changed in that respect. I love them so damn much though. Just seeing them made my month. And we discussed the whole not depending on money and gifts to show love on X-mas thing. Aaron is indeed my buddy. In the end, while huging everyone goodbye, Alexis looked very pale and she seemed to be holding her stomach. I hugged her then she did this sort of learch thing. Soon after that she announced to the group standing at the door that she was in fact going to puke. Lovely. So with perfect understanding of how my mother wanted her rug to continue to be the same shade of blue that it was when we got it and of how scared I am of vomit she RAN to the bathroom and saved us all from cleaning an viewing the spew. Poor girl. She was really sick. I of course ran upstairs and Aaron had to come up the stairs to hug me. I hate my irrational fears. They need to get some friends. And so they left and things quited down. Mom finally fed me and I passed out. Grandmom decided to stay for another night so again my mom's sleeping in my bed. I won't be tired for some time now. I'll probibly stay up till mommy gets up then I'll take a nap and go to see the little nieces and nephews. Then the full and complete X-mas experience will be OVER.
Oh and...Mommy, Iffy and Cece liked my gift. Just like the journal that Iffy made me last year the bookmarks probibly won't be used because they're very fragile and precious. I don't really care if they're used...as long as they understand that they were made with love and care. I wanted to do something original.
My dad has a problem with me not wanting to celebrate X-mas. Meh More on that later...

:*:Sweetness:*: