Of Christmas Past
The Christmas spirit in the United States begins the day after Thanksgiving. Personally, while I love Christmas, I think that's insane. Perhaps it's the massive amount of marketing that companies want to accomplish, maybe it's the huge shipments that stores have to sell, or I suppose it could be that many people are just willing to spend that much more money between the end of November and Christmas Eve. For whatever reason though, Christmas seems like forever in the coming, and it's always quite a shock to me when the whole thing is over in one day. It's worse than Players, where at least each production gets three nights! But Christmas brings together my families in ways no other holiday can, and I'm very grateful for it.
It's relatively early on the morning after Christmas and my sister is walking around talking to Elle on the phone while my brother shouts random things from his room. We've had a long, long day. Christmas is an annual obstacle course for the three of us, and this year was no different. The established system has worked well so far, and only time will tell if it stays this way.
Christmas Eve is spent at my mother's which means we wake up there on Christmas day. We go through the whole gift giving shenanigan with her alone. We then proceed by either having my grandmother, uncles, and other relatives join us, or joining them at my grandmother's house. We do all the hullaballoo over again with them. After having spent a good amount of time with my mother's side of the family, and once the conversation turns to politics, we very sneakily exit and go to my dad's house where we finally see my father. We hug, we dance, and we exchange more presents. Maybe we eat something, too. Mostly, we just sit back and relax because my dad's built a fire and there's music on in the background. It's not uncommon for a nap or two to occur. And this is generally a good idea, because the main event on my father's side of the family is the dinner we have with my grandmother, my aunts, and my cousins. This year was especially important because Phoebe and I were both back from our first semester's of college (she's at Skidmore), and we hadn't seen each other yet. But dinner is always a huge amount of fun and everyone is always so funny and there is so much to talk about and we never get tired of it. Basically, Christmas is awesome. The whole family is in rare form, and it becomes about something I cannot describe. It's a feeling between all of us. And it's never about the presents, it's about the company. Although there are some running joke presents that can spark hilarious outcomes.
I managed to make actual contact with only two friends, though. I played some text-tag with a few people (some I had no idea who they were...), but I actually caught Sara and Emilie when they could see their phones, and it was nice to share even a short yuletide moment with both of them. Sara and I had an entire ten minute competition for who could find the most outrageous word to describe just how amazing the ending of our conversation was. It was amazing. Sensational, even. Glorious, as it were. =) She's wonderful.
And I'm exhausted. I've recovered from the illness I endured for a lengthy twelve hours, so w00t.
So much to say and so little energy! Updates galore tomorrow!
But until then my loves, a very merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!
It's relatively early on the morning after Christmas and my sister is walking around talking to Elle on the phone while my brother shouts random things from his room. We've had a long, long day. Christmas is an annual obstacle course for the three of us, and this year was no different. The established system has worked well so far, and only time will tell if it stays this way.
Christmas Eve is spent at my mother's which means we wake up there on Christmas day. We go through the whole gift giving shenanigan with her alone. We then proceed by either having my grandmother, uncles, and other relatives join us, or joining them at my grandmother's house. We do all the hullaballoo over again with them. After having spent a good amount of time with my mother's side of the family, and once the conversation turns to politics, we very sneakily exit and go to my dad's house where we finally see my father. We hug, we dance, and we exchange more presents. Maybe we eat something, too. Mostly, we just sit back and relax because my dad's built a fire and there's music on in the background. It's not uncommon for a nap or two to occur. And this is generally a good idea, because the main event on my father's side of the family is the dinner we have with my grandmother, my aunts, and my cousins. This year was especially important because Phoebe and I were both back from our first semester's of college (she's at Skidmore), and we hadn't seen each other yet. But dinner is always a huge amount of fun and everyone is always so funny and there is so much to talk about and we never get tired of it. Basically, Christmas is awesome. The whole family is in rare form, and it becomes about something I cannot describe. It's a feeling between all of us. And it's never about the presents, it's about the company. Although there are some running joke presents that can spark hilarious outcomes.
I managed to make actual contact with only two friends, though. I played some text-tag with a few people (some I had no idea who they were...), but I actually caught Sara and Emilie when they could see their phones, and it was nice to share even a short yuletide moment with both of them. Sara and I had an entire ten minute competition for who could find the most outrageous word to describe just how amazing the ending of our conversation was. It was amazing. Sensational, even. Glorious, as it were. =) She's wonderful.
And I'm exhausted. I've recovered from the illness I endured for a lengthy twelve hours, so w00t.
So much to say and so little energy! Updates galore tomorrow!
But until then my loves, a very merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!
posted by Tilly at 1:30 AM
2 Comments:
I know exactly what u mean about the obstical coarse. My parents are split and i have to do 3 parts of christmas, the third being my moms grandparents who cant get to the house in the morning.
i am envious of you though. It seems to me that ur family gets along, jokes and what not, all together. My family, aside from my hip and trendy mom is, can't seem to joke together. We have yet to find a common topic that we can all agree and enjoy upon let alone laugh. Wow ... this comment has turned into a post itself. I think ill stop here.
love lina
PS. i have a gift for u ... hoo ha?
hahaha yeah....good times!
i loveeeeeeeee YOU!!!!!!!
-izzz
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