I want to be all bah humbug.
I've been all bah humbug for the last month leading up to Christmas.
But for whatever reason: maybe Bone's letter to Santa, maybe the prospect of being around my brudder non-stop for the next few days, maybe the New Years celebration currently in the planning, maybe the Chris-A-Mus party we had last night, whatever . . I'm actually HAPPY about Christmas.
This is virtually impossible.
I'm hung over.
Got home around 4 AM (don't believe me, check some of your comments!) and got up at 7:30 and have spent the morning cleaning and packing - these are NOT a few of my favorite things (neither are whiskers on kittens, furry little rodent bags).
But I am. I'm excited.
I can't wait to see my brother's face when he opens his present.
I can't wait to see mom smack dad for spending too much money, then bitch me out for it, too after she opens her present.
I can't wait for dad to wonder why his present fund was cut in half.
I'm dying to see my mammaw, papaw and CRAZY aunts and uncles (and there are 16 of them JUST on dad's side). I am dying to fill my cousins with sugar and caffeine and then send them home with their parents. I just . . . it's Christmas.
SO . . . PLEASE everyone have a fantabulous Christmas! I know some of you are far from home and don't get the luxuries of family and friends . . . my heart goes out to you and my prayers and thoughts are with you. Be safe, try and be happy and know that we appreciate and care for you more than we could ever express!
The rest of you bitches, be safe in your travels (wherever they may be), don't strangle your relatives - no matter the provocation, and eat sugars, sweets and holiday stuffs until you burst!
I'm so grateful to have been blessed with all you of in my life!
(I may or may not be checking in periodically. It depends if my family drives me effing batty enough to put up with DIAL-UP - the horror!!!!!!!)