All I want for Christmas is..... Christmas.
Thank God it's not a month again. I've been home for six hours and the only thing holding me here is the fact that I just got all of my stuff (way too much to bring for a few days, mind you) upstairs and I really don't want to bring it downstairs again.
We're just having sandwiches, like you know, a meat tray, for Christmas dinner. I'm not all that excited about it because I like my traditions and am not a fan of change, but I understand that my grandma doesn't want to go all out for a holiday during which everywhere she turns she's reminded that the person she spent a week short of 50 years with isn't with her anymore. My mom announced that she doesn't want to go over there for Christmas now, that she may get a headache Sunday morning. Way to have that family Christmas spirit, mom.
I have my laptop and Ty, and every piece of craft equipment (I definitely think I've passed "supplies" and into the "equipment" category), so I think I can make atleast four days, maybe five.
I wish I could have a better attitude about being home, because when I am away, I miss my family. But when I'm here, I miss Audra, Jenny, Kristin, Chris, Molly, Roger, etc., my other family. It goes with the saying, I guess, that you want what you can't have. I think I miss my idealized family. My family that was excited and 10 years ago was baking cookies on this evening and had the Christmas tree lit (it's up, but it doesn't get plugged in.. "The lights hurt my eyes.") and gathered around watching Home Alone and Home Alone 2. That really sounded idealistic, but that's what Christmas really was when I was growing up.
But for now, folks, I'll leave you with this because I have to go clean up the kitchen because I had dinner cooked and on the table when everyone got home tonight.
We're just having sandwiches, like you know, a meat tray, for Christmas dinner. I'm not all that excited about it because I like my traditions and am not a fan of change, but I understand that my grandma doesn't want to go all out for a holiday during which everywhere she turns she's reminded that the person she spent a week short of 50 years with isn't with her anymore. My mom announced that she doesn't want to go over there for Christmas now, that she may get a headache Sunday morning. Way to have that family Christmas spirit, mom.
I have my laptop and Ty, and every piece of craft equipment (I definitely think I've passed "supplies" and into the "equipment" category), so I think I can make atleast four days, maybe five.
I wish I could have a better attitude about being home, because when I am away, I miss my family. But when I'm here, I miss Audra, Jenny, Kristin, Chris, Molly, Roger, etc., my other family. It goes with the saying, I guess, that you want what you can't have. I think I miss my idealized family. My family that was excited and 10 years ago was baking cookies on this evening and had the Christmas tree lit (it's up, but it doesn't get plugged in.. "The lights hurt my eyes.") and gathered around watching Home Alone and Home Alone 2. That really sounded idealistic, but that's what Christmas really was when I was growing up.
But for now, folks, I'll leave you with this because I have to go clean up the kitchen because I had dinner cooked and on the table when everyone got home tonight.