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Rants of Christmas(es) Past

Christmas is 11 days away and, oddly, I’m actually calm … this year. But there was a time, not all that long ago, when that was simply not the case.

Not. In. The. Least.

You see, I did too much. As a young wife, I created these ridiculous standards and then, every year ….I delivered. Every time.   Our tree was spectacular, my freezer bursting with homemade tarts, cookies, pies, fudge and peanut butter balls.  Presents were carefully selected, wrapped, labeled, mailed to people near and far. Songs were carefully chosen for an annual Christmas CD and placed into delicate artisan crafted cards.. and mailed to nearly 60 people.  Four course meal? Hardly. Try seven.  Hand-decorated stockings hung by the chimney with care.  And .. to top it off: hosted a party for 50+, in our home, and did all the cooking.  Oh, and worked full-time.   Martha Stewart can suck my socks!

Should have seen it coming.

The poor hubbs didn’t.  Poor hubbs, who was happily oblivious to my turmoil lurking within. He was only trying to be helpful as he cheerfully announced, two nights from Christmas, that we should all go out for dinner!  Our boys, at that time 16 and 8, erupted in cheers!  The hubbs beamed with delight at the brilliance of his helpfulness.

Me?

Not so much.

Smiling woodenly, I mentally calculated:  ok .. if-we-get-to-the-restaurant-before-5:30-we-won’t-have-to-wait-for-a-table-and-we-can-eat-and-be-back-at-the-house-by-8:00. You see that’s when I was planning on icing the 4 dozen sugar cookies taunting me from the freezer.  And finishing the wrapping. And ensuring that the turkey was properly defrosting. And finalizing the menu for the guests arriving early the next morning.  And making sure everyone had clean “nice” clothes to wear and. and. and.

So  … off we went in the SUV and even I had to admit, it was gorgeous out.  A perfect winter’s evening, with snow falling, Christmas lights twinkling,  and every house up and down our block absolutely glowing.  More cars than normal were parked in driveways, signaling the arrival of college kids and other family members home for the holiday. Slowly I felt myself drawn into the moment, the laughter, the music.

We enjoyed a nice meal and, more than once,  I caught the hubbs beaming with delight that he had orchestrated this moment.  And, I had to admit, it was fun.  The restaurant wasn’t crowded, it felt wonderfully decadent to be waited on and, for a moment, I forgot about all that was remaining on my to-do list.

As we headed back to our neighborhood it began to snow again. Big, fat fluffy snowflakes, the kind that swirl and twirl below the street light. Magic.

Sitting in the back with our youngest boy, as he went over his wish list for the 80 millionth time, I heard these words from the front seat, ” Hey!! Look!! Carollers,” our oldest joyfully exclaimed.   He and the hubbs chatted excitedly as we headed up our street, the same direction as that massive orgy of carollers were headed in. Oh crap. 

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And from the back seat they heard, in a voice foreign to them, ” OH FOR CRIPES SAKES. The last thing I need on my doorstep tonight is a bunch of carollers!!!!!  Those people are going to want cookies! Cookies I tell you! MY COOKIES ARE FROZEN; I HAVEN’T FROSTED THE COOKIES YET AND LET ME TELL YOU WHAAAAAAAAAAAT… THOSE CAROLLERS ARE GOING TO BE THE LAST D*MN PEOPLE TO GET .. MY .. COOOOKKKKKKIIIIIIIES!!!!!!!”

From the front seat:

“Geez Mom, Merry Christmas..”

and from the back seat came a raspy horror-movie voice, “PULL IN the garaaaaaaaage .. .. GO TO THE BASEMENT .. DO NOT TURN ON ANY LIGHTS …. DO YOU HEAR MEEE????”

Never seen them move so fast .. ever.  Or since.

I know what you’re thinking: not my finest moment. Not even close.  But, I own it.   I’ve learned from it. Here’s what you really need to understand about me, at that moment, I felt perfectly sane, perfectly reasonable and 100% perfectly justified.

So I bare my embarrassing tale of Christmas-outing-gone-horribly-wrong to remind us all, (myself included)… don’t do as I did and let the holidays become the holidaze.

Step back.

Let go.

Do less.

Enjoy more.

And have the Hap-Hap-Happiest Christmas .. since .. well .. you know the rest.

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13 thoughts on “Rants of Christmas(es) Past

  1. ter

    You got me again. Laughed out loud. Still smiling. Been there, done that. Thanks for the reminder!

  2. Awesome story 🙂

  3. Emjay – HA.
    HA, Ha, HA! Thanks for the fun, the “Martha Steward can suck my socks line,” and for writing it all down. Take care, Red Dirt Kelly

  4. I know that feeling only too well! Maybe the wisdom to slow down and enjoy can only come after putting yourself and those around you through the ringer a few seasons. Great story!

  5. Loved this one too! Perfectly captured…you are soooo funny. Thank you for your unabashed candor…”been there, done that, worn that t-shirt…er…handcrafted Christmas sweatshirt w/a Believe… message”.

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