The tree is twinkling. In that totally innocent and wholesome way that trees bedecked with little minature lights and ornaments do. Under it are carefully wrapped presents (none of them mine, because I? Still have wrapping to do. And mine wouldn't look that nice anyways). It's a Wonderful Life is playing on the television in the background, and people today have had a sort of bounce in their step. A silent and visual indicator that the Christmas spirit is upon us.
I don't remember when I started to transform into a Grinch. I loved Christmas as a kid. Lived for it. And now? Eh. Mneh actually. With a side of "Bah Humbug."
I finished the last of my Christmas shopping tonight. Let me tell you, it was a fantastic adventure. There is nothing quite like entering into a department store at closing time on Christmas Eve (yea, I know. I'm an ass). But, Grandmom and Grandpop got their sweaters (because wtf else am I going to get them? I'm not particularly close to my family, and gift cards are usually frowned upon for some ungodly reason).
I'm sitting here, surrounded by presents. Mountains of wrapping paper await them in the other room. Cookie dough waits to be baked into cute little gingerbread men, complete with icing buttons.
And yet, and yet, I just can't muster up the Christmas cheer.
I'm incredibly lucky to have the people I do in my life. I have the best friends anyone could ask for. I've got a supportive family. My debt is little. Life is good.
And it might be taking a new turn soon. More details on that later, since I can't say anything for sure yet.
I'd be remiss if I didn't mention my loves over at 20sb. Mollie, Kandace...Brian and Bobby. Ya'll rock. Seriously. Like Wowzies.
Kandace even gave me a lovely and shiny award :)
I don't remember when I started to transform into a Grinch. I loved Christmas as a kid. Lived for it. And now? Eh. Mneh actually. With a side of "Bah Humbug."
I finished the last of my Christmas shopping tonight. Let me tell you, it was a fantastic adventure. There is nothing quite like entering into a department store at closing time on Christmas Eve (yea, I know. I'm an ass). But, Grandmom and Grandpop got their sweaters (because wtf else am I going to get them? I'm not particularly close to my family, and gift cards are usually frowned upon for some ungodly reason).
I'm sitting here, surrounded by presents. Mountains of wrapping paper await them in the other room. Cookie dough waits to be baked into cute little gingerbread men, complete with icing buttons.
And yet, and yet, I just can't muster up the Christmas cheer.
I'm incredibly lucky to have the people I do in my life. I have the best friends anyone could ask for. I've got a supportive family. My debt is little. Life is good.
And it might be taking a new turn soon. More details on that later, since I can't say anything for sure yet.
I'd be remiss if I didn't mention my loves over at 20sb. Mollie, Kandace...Brian and Bobby. Ya'll rock. Seriously. Like Wowzies.
Kandace even gave me a lovely and shiny award :)
Do you see that shit? It's got a kitteh in it. I love kittehs. Thanks Kandace!
So I'm raising my whiskey glass to you tonight fellow bloggers. I hope Santa brings you something devilishly wonderful. Merry Christmas!
I got a nook. And a webcam. Only fantastic things can happen with this.
ReplyDeleteOh lord Sara. I don't wanna see you in my nightly porn search with your nook. ;)
ReplyDeleteSara, I am so jealous. I wanted a nook.
ReplyDeleteBUT I did get a blender. And I've wanted one for over a year but always had other things I Needed more.
I understand the no christmas cheer thing. I'm like that too nowadays. Just... eh. it's too commercial and not Magical and Special anymore.
But look at it this way. You ahve Molls and Me and those Other guys. :)