Dec 25, 2003 15:55
So, Christmas morning was just like any other Christmas morning in the Friedkin family. Lots of presents, not a lot of thought. Oh well, at least that doesn't disappoint me anymore, and at least I didn't get a Prada fanny-pack like Lorrin. =)
Christmas morning at Morgan's house was much better. His mommie made this awesome French Toast. (Two breakfasts this morning! Two!) They had a few presents and just sat around in their living room and opened their gifts one at a time. That's what I want. Just a few nice things, things that people reallly thought about. The kinds of things a person will use and cherish. It really is the thought that counts. Thanks to the Friedkin family for teaching me that. Nothing like getting gifts from grandparents that never even touched them. They hire people to shop and wrap. They don't even know that my name is spelled Jacie not J.C. I'm 18 now, and they still don't know. This year they actually did call my dad to verify the spelling of my name. God, it's only taken 18 years for that to happen.
Christmas isn't about stuff kids. It should be about consideration and love. Fuck consumerism.
I'm really glad that Morgan's mom liked the scarf that I made her. She's so nice.
In other news, I'm really sick. Sinus congestion and that weird fuzzy head feeling. I hardly slept last night and woke up at 4:30. Waking up that early reminded me of when I was a kid, and I'd get so excited about Christmas morning that I could hardly sleep at all. Good memories. =)
Instead of saying Merry Christmas again, I'll just wish you all happy days and warm nights.