It’s Christmas Eve. I have survived the holiday season. Now there is only time left to sit back and enjoy it (not really, still have baking, cleaning and fake-swearing under my breath to do). I love the lights, the food, the family. It’s going to be pretty amazing this year. Tiny-Small understands presents now. She gets the whole concept of Santa Clause. She is so excited that her Memè is coming to stay with us and equally excited to see her “Auntie Beeeeena” as she calls my sister. She is excited about giving the gifts she made for people too. The gifts she helped wrap and signed her name on. That warms my heart the most. Still, I can’t believe it is Christmas Eve. I keep looking at the calendar and shouting, “How did you get here so fast?”
This time of year can be emotional and full of ridiculously high expectations. We see all of the commercials advising us to buy our loved ones new cars (who really does that?) and lots of diamonds. If you believe the ad campaigns you’d think the only thing that could possibly make a woman happy would be strings and strings and strings of diamonds. Diamonds aren’t really a girls best friend. At least not a married girls and certainly not a mothers. Want to know what I’d really like for Christmas? Too bad because I am going to tell you anyway:
1. One whole day with zero barking. Are you listening you yip-yap dogs? No barking! Just for one day. That would be delightful.
2. No screaming for only 5 hours. That’s reasonable right? No screaming in joy or sorrow or anger. Just nice, mellow, indoor voices. A little slice of Christmas heaven right here on earth.
3. A 24 hour-complaint-free zone. I want to walk around in a bubble where complaining cannot enter. What a joy that would be! I am smiling blissfully at the mere thought of it.
So, keep your diamonds. I’ll take peace. I know world peace is probably impossible and an expectation that is so high I will likely be disappointed. So, I just want peace in my own home. Just for a few hours. Peace and tranquility and happiness and food and family and love.
I hope you have a Merry Holiday, all week, all month, all year. Why stop at one day, right? When you start to feel overwhelmed by food preparation, gift wrapping, or Uncle Al discussing politics all day long, just take a deep breath. Count your blessings, give thanks for the dog not barking (or maybe be thankful you don’t have a dog and just have cats), pretend all complaints are really compliments in disguise, and stop yourself from screaming even though you really, really want to.
I’ll catch you back here on the flip side. I don’t know for sure what that means, but it sounds young and hip in an old school kind of way. Maybe it just makes me sound old and like I watched Michael J. Fox too much in my youth. Does it matter? It’s Christmas. No complaining! I’ll be taking a few days off from blogging to focus on my family. I am not sure when I will return, but I am guessing by the end of the week. I can’t say which day for sure because I want to be available for spontaneous adventures and after Christmas sales and not being able to leave the house because I can no longer button any of my pants. So, enjoy your life and I’ll write again soon. Stop holding your breath, it might be a while. Who am I kidding? I’ll probably be back on Christmas night because I will miss you guys too much. I guess you can see my ambivalence is running rampant. I’ll be back when I am back…because I said so. Phew.
Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! Congratulations on making it to Christmas Eve without losing your sanity.
The People, dogs, cats and chickens residing in the dome.
Tiny-Small is blowing you kisses.
I think she really just wants me to hurry up so she can resume watching cat videos on YouTube.