The Tree is Decorated
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White lights. New star on top. Candy canes and sea shells. It is done.
I dragged kid number two out yesterday to shop for his cutie pie. Teenagers. There’s no brain activity going on there really. A lackadaisical lingering by the jewelry counter where the only guidelines were “Peridot” and “No Ring”. He could not name anything significant that she was into other than dogs and music which are not all that helpful actually. And then, out of the blue, I stopped in front of a display and he said the magic words. “She LOVES &u%^”.
What?
I tell you and you tell the whole damned world. I don’t THINK so. He actually gave more thought to the wrapping paper than he did the gift(s). And now he tortures her with “My mom says you can’t open presents until Christmas.” And mom means it. I’m not into Christmas other than the cookies. I buy myself what I want\need when I need it and gifts are not my thing. But what I DO love is torturing kids with the gift opening restriction. None of this liberal bullshit about opening presents when-the-hell-ever. It’s wrapped. It STAYS wrapped for the maximum amount of time allowed by Christmas law. This is my reward for the hell of child birth and I only get to enjoy it for eighteen Decembers.
I have one more year at most of kid torture and I am going to milk it for everything I am worth.
Kid One is not speaking to me because I refused her request for an iPhone. They are evil and I absolutely will not buy one – not even for Angel Puff. Besides. There’s stuff she needs far more than a demonically possessed device that transforms people into distracted, non-productive, over-spending for apps they don’t need, surfing the internet during meetings and during conversations and while driving, destined for death by stupidity because they are obssessed with an electronic device and not paying attention – iPhone.
I have a lot of shopping left to do, god help me. As far as decorating and stuff goes – it’s down to the sideboard Christmas village-y thing-a-ma-bob and Christmas baking and gift buying and … the letter.
Sigh. Working all week. No days off for the wicked. This should be interesting if nothing else.
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I have the same no gift opening restrictions except I continue it after age 18. My house – presents in my house – my rules. I also have this thing where we take turns opening a present, one at a time. Therefore if you open a package that has another present in it, you cannot open the inner package until your turn comes around again.
My letter done. Daughter approved of version 4. Might run them off tomorrow and may mail them before the end of the week. Some cookies made this past weekend along with the pizelles and biscotti’s. More tomorrow – I said I was taking off work tomorrow and Wednesday, period. Making 1000 cappelletti’s tomorrow too. Wrapping assigned to daughter and an employee and paid them to do it. Tried to make things as easy as I could this year. Just a few more things to pick up.
Merry Christmas ferf… Thinking of your sunny florida since we have our first white Christmas in a long time here (made travel hugely fun last night… some families didnt come to our Italian feast because they didnt have sleds and cars weren’t working too well on the ice)….
We have 6 dogs in the house right now, because the guests that did come to stay were worried their dogs wouldnt survive the blizzard at home… Our Himmie cat is NOT a happy gal this morning… No animal can show disgust like a Himilayan with 4 more dogs than usual sticking their nose up her butt…
Hope your through torturing your kids and let them open their presents by now…