Holidazed 2009
This year I realized that I don't actually get to enjoy the holiday season. I love the Christmas season; always have, and probably always will. However, the actual day causes me so much stress that I don't enjoy it. Then, when it's over, I'm disappointed that it's already come and gone and I have to wait another 365 days to do it again. This year was no exception to the rule.
We had a ton of snow (about 2 feet) from the 22nd to the 25th, so my grandparents decided to postpone my family's celebration until the 27th, which was Sunday. I also skipped out on going to Sam's family's Christmas Eve celebration this year. It's just a little too weird to go hang out with his entire family without him since he was working. Granted, it would make sense if I had small children to bring along with me, but since I'm just the girlfriend, I decided to stay home. On Christmas day, I made a big breakfast for us since we didn't have to head up to my grandparents' house, then chilled on the couch with Sam until it was time to go to his family's party in Rosemount. It was a nice time. I got to hang out with Sam's mom, played with a very adorable baby, and ate a lot of good food.
Saturday the 26th was Sam's work Christmas party. It was pretty fun, but it ended with crazy crying drunk girls and a very intoxicated Sam. So, as you can imagine, I woke up to a very hung over Sam the next morning, so much so that he had to skip my family Christmas. I was pretty pissed. I love the boy to death, but this is not the first time he has gotten wasted before one of my family functions so that he is not at his best the next day. Probably something we will need to talk about and work on resolving.
This week has been pretty quiet. Monday Mom and I went shopping, had lunch, and saw "The Princess and the Frog". It was a very cute movie. Other than that, my days have been spent cleaning up around my house and wasting time doing nothing. Sam's friends Matt and Ben are in town, so we've spent quite a few nights hanging out with them just drinking and talking. Last night was no exception. And yet again, it was a night filled with people telling me, "Set a deadline, and if Sam still doesn't want to get married, break up with him." I love that everyone seems to think they know what's best for Sam and I. We are happy; leave it alone. All this does is create stressful and awkward situations for the both of us and we are not enjoying that. What will be, will be; so just leave it alone. Although, as a final note on that, I did have something cleared up for me last night. Sam told me that if he was getting married, it would be to me; however, he is afraid of marriage. I find that oddly comforting. Dating someone who is afraid of marriage is better than dating someone who doesn't want to marry you ever and is too scared to tell you (*cough, meaningful look). That is all.
We had a ton of snow (about 2 feet) from the 22nd to the 25th, so my grandparents decided to postpone my family's celebration until the 27th, which was Sunday. I also skipped out on going to Sam's family's Christmas Eve celebration this year. It's just a little too weird to go hang out with his entire family without him since he was working. Granted, it would make sense if I had small children to bring along with me, but since I'm just the girlfriend, I decided to stay home. On Christmas day, I made a big breakfast for us since we didn't have to head up to my grandparents' house, then chilled on the couch with Sam until it was time to go to his family's party in Rosemount. It was a nice time. I got to hang out with Sam's mom, played with a very adorable baby, and ate a lot of good food.
Saturday the 26th was Sam's work Christmas party. It was pretty fun, but it ended with crazy crying drunk girls and a very intoxicated Sam. So, as you can imagine, I woke up to a very hung over Sam the next morning, so much so that he had to skip my family Christmas. I was pretty pissed. I love the boy to death, but this is not the first time he has gotten wasted before one of my family functions so that he is not at his best the next day. Probably something we will need to talk about and work on resolving.
This week has been pretty quiet. Monday Mom and I went shopping, had lunch, and saw "The Princess and the Frog". It was a very cute movie. Other than that, my days have been spent cleaning up around my house and wasting time doing nothing. Sam's friends Matt and Ben are in town, so we've spent quite a few nights hanging out with them just drinking and talking. Last night was no exception. And yet again, it was a night filled with people telling me, "Set a deadline, and if Sam still doesn't want to get married, break up with him." I love that everyone seems to think they know what's best for Sam and I. We are happy; leave it alone. All this does is create stressful and awkward situations for the both of us and we are not enjoying that. What will be, will be; so just leave it alone. Although, as a final note on that, I did have something cleared up for me last night. Sam told me that if he was getting married, it would be to me; however, he is afraid of marriage. I find that oddly comforting. Dating someone who is afraid of marriage is better than dating someone who doesn't want to marry you ever and is too scared to tell you (*cough, meaningful look). That is all.