Rockin' around the Christmas Tree...let the Christmas spirit ring...
Phew! I'm finished writing my Christmas cards.
I sent one to everyone in the family. I always thought one could never have too many Christmas cards---apparently my mother begs to differ.
I called her for clarification on an address---and she lost it on me. Why was I sending all those Christmas cards? Why didn't I ask her first? What was I thinking? She won't have any good cards left! Those are some of the ones she sent last year!...the list went on. I told her I wasn't going to fight with her over bloody Christmas cards. She really needs to relax...
She's been crazy all week. Apparently she hasn't been feeling well and has been taking it out on everyone in the family ( except Jason) that comes near her. Also, she's probably giving in to the holiday stress. At any rate, she drives me NUTS when she's like that!
She always gets overly stressed (and subsequently overly fussy about everything) around holidays or any family event. I honestly don't know what she's worried about. It's not like we're in a glass case and are on display. She thinks that way though. That's why at Christmas she fusses over every stinking stitch of clothing we wear, tugging at collars and hemlines until they suit her specifications. She also smokes like a chimney and we get into fights over little, nitpicky things. She rants and raves about how she does everything and no one helps her. I think she fears judgment. But who in hell is going to judge her in the family? And on Christmas yet? Every year it's the same, she morphs into the Anti-claus. We're always fashionably late to family events, and sometimes my aunts over worry and call here twice making sure that we're coming. That only adds to the stress. This year, I want to be ready as early as possible, so that I can relax and not buy into the Captain Chaos plan.
I sent one to everyone in the family. I always thought one could never have too many Christmas cards---apparently my mother begs to differ.
I called her for clarification on an address---and she lost it on me. Why was I sending all those Christmas cards? Why didn't I ask her first? What was I thinking? She won't have any good cards left! Those are some of the ones she sent last year!...the list went on. I told her I wasn't going to fight with her over bloody Christmas cards. She really needs to relax...
She's been crazy all week. Apparently she hasn't been feeling well and has been taking it out on everyone in the family ( except Jason) that comes near her. Also, she's probably giving in to the holiday stress. At any rate, she drives me NUTS when she's like that!
She always gets overly stressed (and subsequently overly fussy about everything) around holidays or any family event. I honestly don't know what she's worried about. It's not like we're in a glass case and are on display. She thinks that way though. That's why at Christmas she fusses over every stinking stitch of clothing we wear, tugging at collars and hemlines until they suit her specifications. She also smokes like a chimney and we get into fights over little, nitpicky things. She rants and raves about how she does everything and no one helps her. I think she fears judgment. But who in hell is going to judge her in the family? And on Christmas yet? Every year it's the same, she morphs into the Anti-claus. We're always fashionably late to family events, and sometimes my aunts over worry and call here twice making sure that we're coming. That only adds to the stress. This year, I want to be ready as early as possible, so that I can relax and not buy into the Captain Chaos plan.