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Showing posts with label what the hell is Christmas all about. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what the hell is Christmas all about. Show all posts

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Santa, Skip Our House Please.


Honey and I decided this year we weren't going to exchange gifts with each other on Christmas Eve or Christmas Morning. Last year we did a zillon presents, and it didn't bring us the joy we thought it would. What mattered was that we were together on the holiday and we would spend time with both my family and his family and then retire to our home alone. At home we watch a movie, play scrabble and eat plates of leftovers that his family insist that everyone takes home. We are giving gifts to family members because we enjoy doing it. Sometimes we are disappointed when the presents that were so thoughtfully picked out and wrapped get ripped open and tossed aside. We then get a hug and a thank you, if we are lucky. And then bang it's over.