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For you the single most important thing to do is to avoid friction with loved ones, especially about whose responsibility this or that is. Leave the pettiness behind and so long as everything gets done, what's the difference? You are the one who will need to pull your head in and keep your acerbic comments to yourself.
Gee, i REALLY love Christmas (says the chief procrastinator OF THE WORLD) i still haven't finished sewing Christmas gifts for my cousins (ok, I've done ONE) and I'm REALLY looking forward to sharing Christmas Eve with the fiance (about to be husband in the very REAL sense of Friday), parents (mine), grandparents (maternal) two estranged uncles, one recently reeling from a breakup who may or may not be accompanied by his two-year-old daughter...and a third (slightly more sane) uncle and his (fantastic) defacto. Did I mention that these are the grandparents who called me all sorts of unrepeatable things four years ago (in relation to the imminent-husband and our relationship) and I've never really felt as warmly toward them after that little fiasco? Forgive and let live, i know.....but I have an elephantine memory. My uncles have an elephantine capacity for drink. After a particular Christmas when i was eighteen, I declared "Never again!" The first two aren't coming to the wedding. I'm not even sure they know I'm getting married. They've certainly never met fiance and I'm very sorry I've agreed to participate. I've laid certain ground rules (I refuse to countenance certain behaviour which precipitated the estrangement in the first place) and the digging of my nails into his palm means "I'm walking out the door in sixty seconds."
I really, really, REALLY don't like Christmas. Not even for presents. I'll happily renounce it all if it means i can sit in peace (without offending anyone) and enjoy the 25th Dec instead of anticipating it with fear, dread and trepidation. Next year: I'm going to buy my parents plane tickets just so they're SOMEWHERE ELSE.
Gee, i REALLY love Christmas (says the chief procrastinator OF THE WORLD) i still haven't finished sewing Christmas gifts for my cousins (ok, I've done ONE) and I'm REALLY looking forward to sharing Christmas Eve with the fiance (about to be husband in the very REAL sense of Friday), parents (mine), grandparents (maternal) two estranged uncles, one recently reeling from a breakup who may or may not be accompanied by his two-year-old daughter...and a third (slightly more sane) uncle and his (fantastic) defacto. Did I mention that these are the grandparents who called me all sorts of unrepeatable things four years ago (in relation to the imminent-husband and our relationship) and I've never really felt as warmly toward them after that little fiasco? Forgive and let live, i know.....but I have an elephantine memory. My uncles have an elephantine capacity for drink. After a particular Christmas when i was eighteen, I declared "Never again!" The first two aren't coming to the wedding. I'm not even sure they know I'm getting married. They've certainly never met fiance and I'm very sorry I've agreed to participate. I've laid certain ground rules (I refuse to countenance certain behaviour which precipitated the estrangement in the first place) and the digging of my nails into his palm means "I'm walking out the door in sixty seconds."
I really, really, REALLY don't like Christmas. Not even for presents. I'll happily renounce it all if it means i can sit in peace (without offending anyone) and enjoy the 25th Dec instead of anticipating it with fear, dread and trepidation. Next year: I'm going to buy my parents plane tickets just so they're SOMEWHERE ELSE.