merry christmas, i could care less
It's December.
3 weeks untill Christmas.
Today was the first snow of the season around here.
The past few years, I keep hoping the next year's holiday season will be better.
But it doesn't seem to be.
This time of year was soo magical when I was younger.
My family had strong traditions we held very close to the heart, some silly, some traditional.
-Christmas eve pizza dinner,
-Christmas eve movie,
-Christmas eve Midnight Mass,
-Chocolate Advent callendars,
-Going as a family, all 4 of us, to pick out the biggest Christmas tree on the lot, and then moving all the living room furnature to make the tree fit, and decorating the tree as a family.
-Leaving cookies and a can of coke out for Santa, ( the household Santa preffered it over milk )
-Opening up 1 gift Christmas eve, usually something sent from overseas from a family member.
-Waking up Christmas morning to find Santa left me a little something in my bedroom to keep my occupied untill I was allowed to go upstairs, I remember one particular year it was a Strawberry Shortcake doll with a little pan of plastic muffins that smelled sweet.
-My mom used to go christmas cookie crazy, tins and tins and tins of cookies she would bake. she would spend almost a week straight baking.
As my brother and I got older, slowly, one by one many of these thing started to fade away.
-It's been years since we've gone to Mass as a family on Christmas, we aren't a verty religious family, definitely guilty of being "Easter and Christmas Catholics", but there was still something very comforting about us all going.
-The real Christmas tree has been replaced by a fake one.
-Even though my brother and I are both grown, there is no reason for us to stop leaving out cookies just because we know the real truth about who eats them.
-My family structure has changed over the past few years, my brother is no longer living with us as of a few months ago, and this will be the third Christmas my dad hasn't been around. My mom has remarried, and her husband John was a part of our holidays last year as well. I also havn't spoken to my dad in quite some time, about a year at least.
-Last Christmas we did go to the movies as a family, we didn't eat a pizza dinner but a real Christmas ham dinner ( at midnight... dinner was started late ), but overall, That was the first year in many a Christmas ever movie was seen.
-Last Christmas I would have rather slept late than be bothered to wake up early to open presents. My mother was the one knocking on my brother and I's doors to wake us up.
This year I have hardly any money at all. I have soo much debt with my car I need to pay off, I can't afford to go christmas shopping at all. I'm not even sure how I'm gonna manage getting my own mother something this year. Usually by this point my room is a mess of presents and wrapping paper.
This is also the first year in quite a few I don't have to work on either Christmas eve or Christmas day. Last 2 years I've worked retail at Tower Records who insists on being open EVERY day of the year, and the 2 years before that I worked at a movie theater. I really want this year to mean something...
I want to get my picture taken with Santa this year.
I want to put together a gingerbread house.
I want to bake sugar cookies.
I want to watch Emit Otters Jugband Christmas a dozen times.
This entry is all sorts of scattered and disorganized, sorry.
On top of my wishlist this year for the fat man is...
My fathers' acceptance and support. And understanding.
An apartment in Philly with hardwood floors.
Someone special to buy a gift for and kiss me under the mistletoe.
oh, and another close friend of mine is expecting. am i a horrible person for wanting to keep my distance from her for now? the whole idea of my friends having kids scares me to death.
3 weeks untill Christmas.
Today was the first snow of the season around here.
The past few years, I keep hoping the next year's holiday season will be better.
But it doesn't seem to be.
This time of year was soo magical when I was younger.
My family had strong traditions we held very close to the heart, some silly, some traditional.
-Christmas eve pizza dinner,
-Christmas eve movie,
-Christmas eve Midnight Mass,
-Chocolate Advent callendars,
-Going as a family, all 4 of us, to pick out the biggest Christmas tree on the lot, and then moving all the living room furnature to make the tree fit, and decorating the tree as a family.
-Leaving cookies and a can of coke out for Santa, ( the household Santa preffered it over milk )
-Opening up 1 gift Christmas eve, usually something sent from overseas from a family member.
-Waking up Christmas morning to find Santa left me a little something in my bedroom to keep my occupied untill I was allowed to go upstairs, I remember one particular year it was a Strawberry Shortcake doll with a little pan of plastic muffins that smelled sweet.
-My mom used to go christmas cookie crazy, tins and tins and tins of cookies she would bake. she would spend almost a week straight baking.
As my brother and I got older, slowly, one by one many of these thing started to fade away.
-It's been years since we've gone to Mass as a family on Christmas, we aren't a verty religious family, definitely guilty of being "Easter and Christmas Catholics", but there was still something very comforting about us all going.
-The real Christmas tree has been replaced by a fake one.
-Even though my brother and I are both grown, there is no reason for us to stop leaving out cookies just because we know the real truth about who eats them.
-My family structure has changed over the past few years, my brother is no longer living with us as of a few months ago, and this will be the third Christmas my dad hasn't been around. My mom has remarried, and her husband John was a part of our holidays last year as well. I also havn't spoken to my dad in quite some time, about a year at least.
-Last Christmas we did go to the movies as a family, we didn't eat a pizza dinner but a real Christmas ham dinner ( at midnight... dinner was started late ), but overall, That was the first year in many a Christmas ever movie was seen.
-Last Christmas I would have rather slept late than be bothered to wake up early to open presents. My mother was the one knocking on my brother and I's doors to wake us up.
This year I have hardly any money at all. I have soo much debt with my car I need to pay off, I can't afford to go christmas shopping at all. I'm not even sure how I'm gonna manage getting my own mother something this year. Usually by this point my room is a mess of presents and wrapping paper.
This is also the first year in quite a few I don't have to work on either Christmas eve or Christmas day. Last 2 years I've worked retail at Tower Records who insists on being open EVERY day of the year, and the 2 years before that I worked at a movie theater. I really want this year to mean something...
I want to get my picture taken with Santa this year.
I want to put together a gingerbread house.
I want to bake sugar cookies.
I want to watch Emit Otters Jugband Christmas a dozen times.
This entry is all sorts of scattered and disorganized, sorry.
On top of my wishlist this year for the fat man is...
My fathers' acceptance and support. And understanding.
An apartment in Philly with hardwood floors.
Someone special to buy a gift for and kiss me under the mistletoe.
oh, and another close friend of mine is expecting. am i a horrible person for wanting to keep my distance from her for now? the whole idea of my friends having kids scares me to death.