Christmas used to be a magical thing. The tree surrounded by presents, mom, the old man and I listening to the John Denver Christmas album and watching Christmas Vacation. A couple of days before Christmas I lost my mother. That was about 17 years ago. Anyone who has ever opened a gift from a dead person and read the card they wrote a day or so before they died would understand why I'm so down on Christmas after all of these years.
Since then, my family has dispersed. My mothers family are all dead or lost contact. Not really too pissed about that since the only three members of her family that I did love passed many years ago. Since then, people have tried to make Christmas nice for me again. I honestly appreciate the love and thought behind the effort, but the fact is that I have no desire to take part in family get-togethers, buying or receiving gifts and listening to people bitch about the whole "merry Christmas vs "happy holidays" argument.
Christine has a very large family and participation is somewhat mandatory. I know I probably am going sound like a whiny bitch, but, I HATE Christmas. I do not want to buy obligatory gifts for any one, nor do I want any in return. I do not want yet another tree in my house for the cat to play in. I do not want to go to family functions and listen to a bunch of children screaming and squeaking like a herd of velociraptors playing with their new toys which they will likely hardly care about come New Years. I do not want to spend the whole day listening to people talking about the birth of "Christ" when it is a pagan holiday to begin with. I do not want to spend my whole day driving cop infested freeways all day long going from house to house so nobody is offended. Lastly, I sure as hell do not want to spend time with my fathers new family; most of all his new cunt of a wife. Yes, they were married last month. Took a lot of booze and a three day hangover to get through that farce.
So what's the bottom line here? It's very simple. I would hope that those who care for and respect me would be kind enough not to buy me anything as I just don't want it. Just donate a few bucks to a decent charity and call it good. Please don't be surprised that I didn't get you anything either. Don't worry, nothing personal. I'll just get you something nicer for your birthday. That will at least be sincere. I wish everyone a good time with their families. I hope all is done out of sincerity and is a wonderful day for all. I wish all of my christian friends who have a wonderfully decorated tree would read Jeremiah 10 : 2-4, because after all, "Jesus is the reason for the season". Funny, I thought the season was due to the cooling of the northern hemisphere because of the earths tilted axis and elliptical orbit . At least the pagans recognized it for what it is; the celebration of the winter solstice. So in the immortal words of Chevy Chase; "Merry Christmas,kiss my ass, kiss his ass, kiss your ass, happy chaunikah."