I have it bad and I can feel it in my bones.
I caught a case of the Grinch.
I don’t think it’s necessarily my fault. I wash my hands (of
situations) and try to avoid (mentally) sick people, but it still seems to have
rubbed off on me. Trying to keep a stiff upper lip while Murphy’s Law has taken
over my life seems to be the culprit. I think I’ve just been worn down by crazy
and need a break.
Directions say that Christmas tunes, decorations and
cookies help the situation. All of these bright and happy things can bring me
out of the drudges.
I don’t want to steal or break any of those activities
like the Grinch. You go ahead and enjoy yourself. Just leave me out of it. I
listen to the music and sometimes even hum along. I enjoy the Christmas lights
on the houses and I’ve never had a problem with a cookie unless it has raisins.
Raisins have NOTHING to do with Grinch. Raisins are just stupid on their own
all year long. Nothing can change that fact.
I look forward to doing the buying of presents for loved
ones. I’m even looking forward to wrapping and giving them away. My Christmas
cards are ordered and I even have a smile on my face.
Christmas party? No thanks. Not interested and don’t
care. Christmas carroling? The mere thought makes me cringe. Being part of the
group Christmas picture? How about I just get lost when the photo is being
taken? I’m just feeling a bit anti-social. I need my space. Only those who live
within the Jen-o-meter are exempt.
Nothing wrong with that. That’s the part of Grinch I can
appreciate. I’d like to live on top of a mountain with my dog (or family) doing
my own thing. No worries or hassle from outsiders. I can watch the sparkles
from afar and not feel excluded. The distance being a buffer to soften the
glare of the holiday and lunatics.
I’m not depressed or have the blues, it’s more like I’m
waving a Caution or Danger flag around me. I’m not in the mood. Not in the mood
for shenanigans. I want to have a quiet celebration with those of whom I love
and love me back. Is that really too much to ask?
Ps. Silver Bells
5 comments:
If you want to Grinch it up a bit, you go ahead.
PS, I'm with you on the raisins. Those things have their place in the universe, and that place is NOT inside a cookie.
She's doing well now. I think the *ahem medicinal ice cream worked a treat. She's still coughing at times but she's good in herself. She went to her playgroup Christmas party yesterday. She's the youngest there but she didn't cry at Father Christmas, not like others I may add. So proud of her.
LOL I love the boys Santa wariness. That picture sounds bloody brilliant. I also love how he is so house wary, I wouldn't like a strange dude walking round my home while I'm asleep, even if he leaves presents, so I'm with the boy on that one.
Apparently, when I was little, I didn't like the idea of a stranger roaming the house. I once had a dream and went sleepwalking, the only time in my life. I dreamt a burglar had broken in but instead of waking mum or dad and raising the alarm, I protected the most important thing and moved all my toys into the bathtub. Mum woke up and caught me in the act of filling the tub with toys.
Kids eh?
Have a fantastic Christmas Jenn, love to all yours and I hope you all get loads of pressies xxxxx
I did Grinch it up a bit. It was wonderful.
I took a week off and took care of me and mine. Unplugged from the world.
I slept, ate, slept, read books, slept some more and ate cookies.
A few people stopped by and I did wind up going to a Christmas party. It was an intimate affair and there were no cameras. Lots of Sangria.
We saw the boy's friends - and that was great. They hadn't really hung out at the house since before Bear. Apparently they're all coming over tonight for a game-a-thon. Guess I'm making pancakes tomorrow. :)
I'm glad that Amelie is doing better. Babies and colds are just no fun. But, on a bright note, they do tend to bouce back quicker than us old fogies. Bless her. I hope Father Christmas was good to her! Next year will be even more fun for her and the year after? Watch out. I loved seeing Christmas through the eyes of my child. You forget how magical it was for you until you see them dancing in front of the tree.
The boy and Santa. Still makes me laugh. The things parents are willing to do to keep up with the lie. You know, he believed for a long time. Longer than the other kids. I'm glad. You're an adult for so much of your life, why not have your childhood a bit longer? Hang on to that innocence for another 10 minutes before you get jaded and cranky.
My MIL killed the Easter Bunny story when he was 5, so I was thrilled that Santa hung around for so long.
I love your story about sleepwalking. I don't think I've ever done it, but had a friend who did it all the time. You had to lock your door if he slept over. I woke up one time and he was pushing on my wall trying to get out. He said the sliding doors wouldn't open. After that the door got locked. And he was in his 20s!
Your Christmas sounds lovely. Everyone needs me time.
sounds like the perfect party, lots of sangria but no cameras LOL.
Amelie had a great day with loads to open. She was so good at dinner time cos she usually doesn't like being in the high chair, but she had her own food in her dish and she was allowed to eat it all herself and get it everywhere. She likes to feed herself but if you let her have the spoon there would be mess everywhere so the fact that she was just given the dish of grown up food to do what she wanted with was great for her. She actually ate it really well and had loads of veg.
They took er shopping for her first measured shoes yesterday and she loves them. Some little pink leather ones. She's walking great now. the difference from a week ago is amazing. I think I made her walk better cos I saw these bright yellow willies with a face on the toes just like one of her cartoon characters Bing wears. Well, she loves them more than her toys and she insists on having them on so she can stomp through her hallway. She's come on loads since I got them for her last week.
Bummer about being back at work. I hope today wasn't too bad for you. I don't go back until the 10th, brilliant haha!
I shall be thinking of you as I sit on my arse watching tv and continue to eat sweets.
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