Howdy! How was your holiday celebration? I’ve been around to a couple of my fav blogs and have seen some pretty chipper and sentimental postings. That’s all good, as far as I’m concerned. This is a good time of year to be all happy and sentimental and tired and glad it’s all over. Oh!! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to write that. Might as well leave it though.
I’ve also noticed that the “War on Christmas” was a little lame this year. That’s good. I heard a couple of snide comments about people saying “Happy Holidays”, followed by “Jesus is the reason for the season”. Firstly, that little phrase is just cheesy. Ok? Secondly, um, not for all of us. Ok? Anyway, somehow I managed to survive my munchkin saying “Happy Holidays” to my ultra-conservative in-laws. Quick note on that: I didn’t teach her to say that. She was singing a song, but hey, who am I to correct her? Anyway, I got the “look” from Filly and just laughed. The last two days have been a constant barrage of “Merry Christmas” to my little angel. I’m sure she doesn’t care. She just breaks out in her own rendition of “Jingle Bells”. Man, I love that kid.
Of course, there was lots to eat and lots of “Hurry up! We’ve got to get to [insert random relative's name here] house!” I’m so, so glad that’s over with. Then there’s the presents and shit. My kids don’t get bags and bags of shit for the Winter Solstice/Christmas/Wtfever. It’s not that I don’t allow them to believe in Santa or that I hate them or…I just don’t want them to use this time of year as payday of some sort. I don’t want to raise them to think that traditional holidays are just about how much loot you can get from whoever. I mean, you never know if this is going to be Aunt Ida’s last winter, for crying out loud. So far my attitude has cause Lil’ Miss some angst. All of her little buddies’ parents go into debt to get them whatever it is they want and I don’t believe in that crap. So, she pouts and moans for a while. Finally she gets to go to Milly’s house where she gets a load of money and that satisfy’s her. So much for raising a non-materialistic child. *sigh* She does look so cute in her new moccasin boots though. I wouldn’t mind having a pair of those myself.
At any rate, I’d like to take this time to wish all of you a very happy, healthy, and prosperous New Year.
May your friends be close, your enemies distant, and your cup as full as you like.
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Heehee! Ain’t it something trying to live nonmaterialistically and then you go ballistic in the WalMart? I know it is for me! I justified it by telling myself, its one day to express my love through Barbie, bikes and a shitload of shit they don’t need. Thank goodness I saved up…I can’t do the debt thing. I’d rather present them with food and shelter than toys and gadgets.
Moccassins…hmmmm, maybe me and you need to shop for ourselves.
By the way, my kids don’t believe in Santa…nope, I killed that. I let them know from the get go…he aint real and its MY ass that gets that shit. Bettah recognize and appreciate. I expect a return when my tail is OLD and CRIPPLED.
Anyway…still…wonder why I buy into the commercialism? Is it because of how I was raised?
Wow! I just realized this comment was here. What the fuck is wrong with me?
Anyway, I didn’t go hog wild on presents this year. I never do. That’s why Lil’ Miss is so anxious to get up and go to someone else’s house. She knows her birthday is better than Christmas at my house. She always looks so disappointed. Too bad for her.
I love the magic of Santa. I remember just being in awe of someone that would do that for me and not even expect something in return. I loved that. I don’t remember when it hit me that Santa’s handwriting was identical to my mom’s but I wasn’t disappointed. I loved believing in Santa and want that same thing for my kids. Lil’ Miss hasn’t believed in him for a few years, but she remembers fondly how she used to get so excited that he was coming. I love that.
I think society buys into the ads and sales and whatever else the store and corporations feed us. Do you know that in Columbus, OH you can buy two small houses for the price of one Escalade? And yet a friend of mine owns and Escalade and rents a run down rat hole. That, my friend, is the height of materialism. It’s part of our society. I hate it and try to stay away from stuff. I was trying to raise my girls like that, but outside influences are too strong.