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lizblackdog ([personal profile] lizblackdog) wrote2008-12-23 09:58 pm
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Happy Christmas, your arse

This year, my family decided to go with a Secret Santa system for family gifts, so instead of everyone buying everyone 494603437 things, everyone just has one gift to buy each. For me, the eternal poor relation, this is a relief on the level of a piano being lifted off my chest.


It hasn't eliminated my seasonal angst, fear and loathing, only given it one less sensible reason to exist. I still hate almost everything about this holiday: the forced jollity, the shoppers' siege mentality, the flavour of disappointed expectation that permeates every adult's mood like rancid butter in mashed potatoes.

Don't get me wrong. I love you all. I want you all to have a wonderful time with love and tinsel and gravy and an apple and an orange and a pony and a shiny red bike and an X-box. But I want that for you every day of every year; it annoys crap out of me that I have a date and a fucking deadline it's supposed to happen on. It makes no sense; and I loathe expectations and obligations above all things.

So I won't be sending you cards, but you knew that. I'm not doing presents except for one family member and baby niece - unless you're on Subeta, because I happen to be a multimillionaire in Subeta play-money and I can - but even there I'd much rather shower people with presents on random occasions as the mood takes me.

And yeah, I'll have a good day on the day. I always do, because I am insanely lucky enough to have a family that consists of great people I actually enjoy spending time with. I'd still opt out, given the choice.

So I don't wish any of you a happy Christmas. I wish you all health, wealth and joy greater than you've ever known, spread evenly over 365 days to keep it in manageable doses. I wish you love and joy and desire and fulfillment and beauty and no more sorrow than the absolute minimum required to appreciate the good parts. I wish that for you every day, summer or winter.

And I do not wish you Christmas music, except for this one song, the only one I can bear. I love it so.



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[identity profile] slave2tehtink.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Srsly Lizzums, I'm not feeling Christmas anymore either. I think it's because of the having to buy gifts for a shit load of people, and because I never get to have a quiet Xmas with the parents and the Usual Suspects... it's always this big family thing with pressure to be overjoyed.

Some year you and I should get together and lock ourselves in for Christmas.

[identity profile] kyra-neko-rei.livejournal.com 2008-12-23 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
*hugs and everything else*

[identity profile] my3babies.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
Here is to wishing you a happy life year around ((((hug))))

[identity profile] james-the-evil1.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
*hugs you*
*rubs your breasts*

;-)

[identity profile] silverblaidd.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Best Christmas song ever.* But I play it year 'round, generally.



Next to various good versions of Carol of the Bells.

[identity profile] rozae.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

My love to you and yours from Dexter, Lacey and I. <3

[identity profile] danasaur.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
You know, I noticed yesterday that I hadn't had time to complain about the holiday all season. I feel like I have all this catching up to do.

This post is good though. And so is the song <3

[identity profile] mcsassypants.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
I think you just put into words what I've been feeling about Christmas for the past couple of years.

Rascal and Hamish send their love, as do the rest of us. :)

[identity profile] bites-the-sun.livejournal.com 2008-12-25 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Best Xmas song ever. Also, word on the 'date and deadline' business.