The more I grow older, the more I start to understand the Grinch and Ebenezer Scrooge. I have come to really dislike Christmas. I had a whole list of reasons why I hate it but the more I read it the more I realized it sound quite nasty. So yes my feelings towards Christmas have grown to a form of dislike to the point that I am already planning what I am going to do next year so that my hair can stay in my head.
Christmas cards, I send them out every year. This year we nixed quite a few off of our mailing list. Yes we added some but I think we got rid of at least 25 people. It actually felt nice sending cards to under 55 people. I nixed the pretty photo card we usually send for cards from the Dollar Tree and just a photo print. One of the reasons is that we don’t post pictures of our children on Facebook no matter how much we are bullied or told to. I still cringe at the idea of emailing pictures only because I know it’s floating out there in cyber space and some how it could end up in the wrong hands (trust me, when you have as many scars as I do, there are people in this world that you don’t want knowing you have children). And I just read somewhere that Facebook and Instagram can sell your photos to third parties. Fun right? But next year I have decided that I am only doing 25. I’m chopping that list in half. And that I am not sending the cute little photo. It’s something else that I have to do. I am the one who puts them all together and addresses all of them. I get no help in that department. Well now that I think about it, I get no help in any of the departments. Oh that always sends me over the edge. But I’ll save that for another day.
We have a lot of siblings between significant other and I. In fact we have twelve but that isn’t all. You now have to add in their significant others which puts that grand total to currently seventeen. Yes seventeen. Eight of us have said screw this and draw names. I like that a lot. Works so much nicer. Some siblings and their plus ones have completely bowed out of gift giving because their money needs to go to more pressing things like that new tattoo. I have one that’s Jehovah Witness so that makes me happy. Then we have six who we have to buy for and ship. This year, it cost more to ship the stuff then what was actually inside the package. So next year, they are all getting photos. That’s it, just photos of their niece and nephew. If they were hoping for that sports car, it’s out the window but the picture of their nephew in the sports car now that could happen.
Grandparents and Great-Grandparents, well they always have to have something. The last few years I have sent a collage of photos to them. I did it this year too because it’s just so easy and with the pictures frames from IKEA that are made with plexiglass, my life is simplified. Not to fear Mimi if you are reading this, that is not your gift. You got something else. Something you will love and cherish. But I have learned that great-grandparents love photos and nice framed photo is the best gift to give them. Grandparents are a little different. I mean after all they are our parents first. I haven’t quite decided what to get them yet. But whatever it is, it will be inexpensive and done. And both SO and I are children of divorce, it’s so much fun shipping everything everywhere. I might just use my Amazon Prime membership to my advantage and just ship everything to them from amazon. Even though I am the type of person that I want to double check the item before I send/give it just to make sure it’s the right thing and I didn’t end up with wrong One Direction CD. Sue me I like them. Very easy listening and my kids love them. I can stand to listen to them and The Wiggles on repeat all day. Oh and Julie Andrews. Some others, not so much.
I could really go on and on about this entire holiday that I think has been blown out of control. Maybe I might just say screw the entire thing next year and take a trip to Hawaii. That would be our family trip for the year. And now that actually doesn’t sound too bad. I have a year to save for it right? Hawaii for Christmas hmmmmm the more I think about it, the more I love it! I guess you can run away from your problems.