No wonder it’s so damn windy most of the year. Easter blows and Christmas sucks.
The ever insensitive, politically incorrect PitBullDawg
Well, I’ve had better Christmases (I know I’m a little behind the times, but I don’t visit the Pit very often).
We were supposed to go visit our families for Xmas. My husband had had a nasty flu for about 2 weeks, starting in mid-December. It was probably aggravated from the anxiety of trying to balance my family vs. his family crap - my mother is very difficult to deal with.
He kept calling the doctor, who told him to get some rest and keep taking his pills and he’d be fine. He just kept getting worse, though.
Well, on Christmas Eve morning, he’s sicker than ever - really scary sick. He calls his doc again, who finally acknowlegdes that maybe there’s a problem (thanks, doc!), and authorizes an ER visit. So we spent a good part of Christmas Eve in the ER (NOT an activity I’d recommend). They didn’t keep him overnight, fortunately; they just did chest x-rays and blood work, and gave him a bag of fluids. It turned out to be a very nasty case of bronchitis, with indications of some bacterial infection or other (they didn’t find anything specific) and they sent him home with a bunch of new prescriptions.
Afterwards, I went to the supermarket (since we weren’t supposed to be home for Xmas, there wasn’t anything to eat in the house). I got there about an hour before it closed. NEVER GO FOOD SHOPPING ON CHRISTMAS EVE. It was like the last train before the revolution.
Anyway, he was feeling a little better on Christmas Day, although he was very irritable. The pharmacist warned me that being irritable was a common side effect of one of the drugs he was taking. I spent most of Christmas day lying on the couch, reading a book. Normally, I love doing this, but the fact that it was Christmas made me kind of depressed about it.
He’s better now, although we’re out a lot of money from changing our plane tickets. We’re staying home next year. No more hassles!
Don’t like the megamalls. That’s what the internet is for! Since my daughter is grown, we don’t really get into heavy duty gift giving. We always thought Christmas was more for kids. Now that my daughter is almost 20, we all get more like token gifts. I bought my husband 3 CDs he wanted and my daughter got books (the gift that keeps on giving!) I hate crowds. People seeem to get brain-dead in malls, especially at Christmas. And while I do cook on Christmas and it’s my excuse for thoroughly cleaning the house, as is Thanksgiving, Easter, and Ground Hog’s Day (my husband and I both work full time, we generally just try to keep the dust bunnies from breeding!) we don’t do Martha Stewart (stick that centerpiece where the sun don’t shine, Martha!) We like our holiday laid back, you know, a day off. We don’t look for an excuse for more work to do. It usually finds us itself!
Bitch by Birth
Yes! Another Martha Stewart hater!
I watched about 10 minutes of Martha Stewart Living yesterday, and I just couldn’t stand anymore. She was making lovely notecards using a cross section of okra as a stamp. I am not making this up.
The problem with her is that she’s so freakin’ condescending. A good hostess should make you feel welcome, not make you feel pedestrian for eating Spaghettio’s every now and then.
Wench.