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So what do you want to hear about?
I want to start off by stating that I loved the gifts that people were kind enough to give me for Christmas and want to make sure right away that the gifts I received had absolutely nothing to do with my Christmas not being so good. I am grateful for everything I got a big Thanks to my family for them.
So here is what I got
Delta Squad Megazord
Omega Megazord
Some tools that are small enough to fit in my saddle bags on the motorcycle without taking over the saddle bags.
CD cases
Slippers
Garth Brooks Box Set
itunes gift card
Family Guy Movie
New gloves for my bike
A new camera
There were a few other small things, but that is the bulk of what I got from everyone who gave me presents. I don't list everything to brag, but to show that I was given more then enough to be truly thankful for, and once again I want to say that the fact that my Christmas wasn't the greatest was not because of the gifts I was given. (I know it sounds dilly to repeat this over and over, but Mom is worried that she forgot to give me something I wanted...NO, you didn't in fact I am overjoyed to get this much and I am worried that y'all spent to much)
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I will start off by saying that I love Christmas. I look forward to it every year and I start getting ready for it Loooong before the Thanksgiving holiday when the season "officially starts". I still get that feeling of pure excitement that I received as a child. A feeling inside that I cannot describe or even relate it to anything except the pure feeling a child would get. I always was(and I still am) the kind of person to get up at 5am to open presents and get the day...this wonderful day started.
About 5:30am I decided that I didn't want to just lay in bed while I could not sleep. I got up and went to the living room to watch TV. Not because my TV wasn't good enough but because I wanted to turn on the tree lights and sit in the living room. Anywho, whoever shut it off on Saturday night(might have been me, no clue who) had the damn thing turned way up and it woke Dad, Mom, and J. So J came downstairs to watch TV with me. Shortly thereafter Dad came down to use the bathroom(which meant he was up for the day now) and as soon as he hit the bottom of the stairs he started in on J and I about why the hell do we need to be watching TV that early in the morning; and to respond with "but, Gigantor is on" does not work well. So after he came out he told us to make coffee and then we would do gifts. The gift part was alright except that Dad was being a big grump through a large chunk of it, which takes a ton of fun out of the whole gift bit). Every year I buy a gift that I am really excited to give. I pick a person, put a whole bunch of thought into their gift and I am really excited to give it to them. This year I chose Dad...and it went over like a lead balloon. In spring when I got the bike Dad said he would ride with me, but his gear was old and falling apart. Unsafe to say the least. All through summer he said he would go out with me and never did. In fall when I got the new bike he said he would buy the old one then we would/could actually go out riding together. Earlier in the spring I replaced his helmet with a new one(old one was 20+ yrs old and no longer safe). So I decided to get him a new leather jacket for riding the motorcycle seeing as how he no longer had one(the old one was falling apart after 20+ years in storage...well 20+ years of hanging in the stairwell to the basement). When he opened it he gave me a bit of a lecture about how he didn't need it and I waisted my money. Basically at that point I was kinda crushed on the whole gift front and had no interest in gift giving or receiving the rest of the day. He eventually did thank me for the jacket...over an hour and a half later when Mom told him I was upset by his reaction over it...
Sis, Tony, Kirsten, Katie, Alison, Sally and David were supposed to be at the house at 10am for breakfast. Then about 12-12:30ish Mom, Dad, J, Katie, Ali and I were to go to Grandma's for dinner at 1:30pm. Then about 2:30-2:45ish Katie, Ali, and I were to go to Elisabth's(Katie's sis) for dessert and gift giving at 4pm. Finally th day was to end up with Katie, Alison, Sally, David and I going to Katie's in Ypsi in the evening at some point.
Well Alison, Katie, and Katie's parents did not show up at the house until about noon. This threw off the whole day and my parents held breakfast until they arrived. According to Dad this was of course my fault. So was our being late to Grandma's house when we didn't even start getting ready to leave our house until after 1:30pm because we did breakfast and presents for everyone who was not at the house at 6am after everyone finally arrived at noon. Not just Dad but some of the others were not happy with me over this because we got to Grandma's around 2:30pm. Then the three of us left grandma's to go to Elisabeth's around 3:45. On the drive we hit a freeway closure due to a car accident and this held us making our arrival in Royal Oak about 5:something... During the drive We were called numerous times to see "where we were", Y'all knew beforehand we were running late and you also know how much I hate people thinking my cell phone is a fucking homing device. As I was trying to get out of the truck in Royal Oak there were people standing on the front porch yelling at us telling us to "MOVE IT" because we were going too slow and people have been waiting on us. Shortly after we finished the gifts at Elisabeth's I just said fuck it all and I left by myself and went home to my house. Katie and Ali just rode back either with Katie's parents or Katie may have taken the baby in David's car and David rode with Sally. Did I mention that on top of this day where I felt nothing but anger and rejection most of it was spent with a 2 year old who would not take a nap so she was very tired, very "busy", very grumpy, and causing a huge damn fuss all day?
I know it sounds bad, but with all the fuss and what-not all day it did not feel like Christmas at all. As a result I feel like I was cheated out of Christmas. I had been looking forward to this for months. I did all the outside decorating, most of the inside decorating, and I even bought a replacement tree when our old one got ruined. For about 2 months or more I had been working on trying to make this a big/best Christmas and to me it looks like it went right to shit.
I want to start off by stating that I loved the gifts that people were kind enough to give me for Christmas and want to make sure right away that the gifts I received had absolutely nothing to do with my Christmas not being so good. I am grateful for everything I got a big Thanks to my family for them.
So here is what I got
Delta Squad Megazord
Omega Megazord
Some tools that are small enough to fit in my saddle bags on the motorcycle without taking over the saddle bags.
CD cases
Slippers
Garth Brooks Box Set
itunes gift card
Family Guy Movie
New gloves for my bike
A new camera
There were a few other small things, but that is the bulk of what I got from everyone who gave me presents. I don't list everything to brag, but to show that I was given more then enough to be truly thankful for, and once again I want to say that the fact that my Christmas wasn't the greatest was not because of the gifts I was given. (I know it sounds dilly to repeat this over and over, but Mom is worried that she forgot to give me something I wanted...NO, you didn't in fact I am overjoyed to get this much and I am worried that y'all spent to much)
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I will start off by saying that I love Christmas. I look forward to it every year and I start getting ready for it Loooong before the Thanksgiving holiday when the season "officially starts". I still get that feeling of pure excitement that I received as a child. A feeling inside that I cannot describe or even relate it to anything except the pure feeling a child would get. I always was(and I still am) the kind of person to get up at 5am to open presents and get the day...this wonderful day started.
About 5:30am I decided that I didn't want to just lay in bed while I could not sleep. I got up and went to the living room to watch TV. Not because my TV wasn't good enough but because I wanted to turn on the tree lights and sit in the living room. Anywho, whoever shut it off on Saturday night(might have been me, no clue who) had the damn thing turned way up and it woke Dad, Mom, and J. So J came downstairs to watch TV with me. Shortly thereafter Dad came down to use the bathroom(which meant he was up for the day now) and as soon as he hit the bottom of the stairs he started in on J and I about why the hell do we need to be watching TV that early in the morning; and to respond with "but, Gigantor is on" does not work well. So after he came out he told us to make coffee and then we would do gifts. The gift part was alright except that Dad was being a big grump through a large chunk of it, which takes a ton of fun out of the whole gift bit). Every year I buy a gift that I am really excited to give. I pick a person, put a whole bunch of thought into their gift and I am really excited to give it to them. This year I chose Dad...and it went over like a lead balloon. In spring when I got the bike Dad said he would ride with me, but his gear was old and falling apart. Unsafe to say the least. All through summer he said he would go out with me and never did. In fall when I got the new bike he said he would buy the old one then we would/could actually go out riding together. Earlier in the spring I replaced his helmet with a new one(old one was 20+ yrs old and no longer safe). So I decided to get him a new leather jacket for riding the motorcycle seeing as how he no longer had one(the old one was falling apart after 20+ years in storage...well 20+ years of hanging in the stairwell to the basement). When he opened it he gave me a bit of a lecture about how he didn't need it and I waisted my money. Basically at that point I was kinda crushed on the whole gift front and had no interest in gift giving or receiving the rest of the day. He eventually did thank me for the jacket...over an hour and a half later when Mom told him I was upset by his reaction over it...
Sis, Tony, Kirsten, Katie, Alison, Sally and David were supposed to be at the house at 10am for breakfast. Then about 12-12:30ish Mom, Dad, J, Katie, Ali and I were to go to Grandma's for dinner at 1:30pm. Then about 2:30-2:45ish Katie, Ali, and I were to go to Elisabth's(Katie's sis) for dessert and gift giving at 4pm. Finally th day was to end up with Katie, Alison, Sally, David and I going to Katie's in Ypsi in the evening at some point.
Well Alison, Katie, and Katie's parents did not show up at the house until about noon. This threw off the whole day and my parents held breakfast until they arrived. According to Dad this was of course my fault. So was our being late to Grandma's house when we didn't even start getting ready to leave our house until after 1:30pm because we did breakfast and presents for everyone who was not at the house at 6am after everyone finally arrived at noon. Not just Dad but some of the others were not happy with me over this because we got to Grandma's around 2:30pm. Then the three of us left grandma's to go to Elisabeth's around 3:45. On the drive we hit a freeway closure due to a car accident and this held us making our arrival in Royal Oak about 5:something... During the drive We were called numerous times to see "where we were", Y'all knew beforehand we were running late and you also know how much I hate people thinking my cell phone is a fucking homing device. As I was trying to get out of the truck in Royal Oak there were people standing on the front porch yelling at us telling us to "MOVE IT" because we were going too slow and people have been waiting on us. Shortly after we finished the gifts at Elisabeth's I just said fuck it all and I left by myself and went home to my house. Katie and Ali just rode back either with Katie's parents or Katie may have taken the baby in David's car and David rode with Sally. Did I mention that on top of this day where I felt nothing but anger and rejection most of it was spent with a 2 year old who would not take a nap so she was very tired, very "busy", very grumpy, and causing a huge damn fuss all day?
I know it sounds bad, but with all the fuss and what-not all day it did not feel like Christmas at all. As a result I feel like I was cheated out of Christmas. I had been looking forward to this for months. I did all the outside decorating, most of the inside decorating, and I even bought a replacement tree when our old one got ruined. For about 2 months or more I had been working on trying to make this a big/best Christmas and to me it looks like it went right to shit.