I would like Christmas a bit more if it was a bit like the 'traditional' Christmas for me. Haven't had a Christmas tree in the house for almost a decade. Here in Oz we also have the luxury of a nice, warm summer. Doesn't even snow here in winter though, so I don't even know what I'm after. Also, my mum wanted me to go out and buy the Christmas present she was giving me... Kinda ruins the idea.
I'd love to say that none of that matters, and all that matters is the concept, but it's completely lost on my family. Over-glorified presents to the family members every year... Even when my mum's side of the family agreed to do a Secret Santa style present giving scenario one year (because otherwise it gets pretty expensive for those on a pension) my mum butchered it by getting every family member 'a little something' that they probably felt guilty in receiving because they had nothing planned for her because they thought they weren't supposed to.
Well, enough about that. Although polishing silver and working it my parent's shop for the last few days has dampened my holiday cheer, I can safely say I have it good. The fact that I'm type this now is proof enough of that. Even when I feel like taking a leaf from Mr Garrison's book and singing a not-too-pleasant Christmas song sometimes, I bounce back a few seconds later. So from me:
Now go and eat some puddin'. Make sure to drown it in brandy custard. And if I don't update before New Year's, I hope you have a good one. I, however, am working!
Grin through the pain...
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