X-Ing Off X-Mas: December 27, 2004

In which Christmas is finally over.

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Well, the Christmas festivities have officially ended. Not to sound too Scroogish, but THANK GOD. Christmas always leaves a bad taste in my mouth. (No offense to nice relatives and kind gift-givers; it’s probably just my usual immature drama-queen tendencies coming to the fore. Can’t really help those, can I?)

My in-laws are — and I’m so impressed with them that I’m going to venture into the realm of netspeak, whose words should only be applied to the truly great — TEH KEWLIEST. Among the other great gifts they gave me was $15 “exclusively for downloading songs,” because they know I’m really into iTunes these days. How very thoughtful of them. Now I get to download all those Bobby Darin songs I’ve been wanting!

I never did get around to writing a Christmas newsletter this year. Every year, I plan to sit down and write a newsletter — not a real, serious, normal one, mind you, but a parody of the boring missives we get every year from relatives around the country. No, my newsletter will be filled with one-liners and dead baby jokes. I guarantee that we’d never be invited to another family reunion. (I also guarantee that half of our relatives wouldn’t understand it, and might take it to be a perfectly normal Christmas letter. Those are the relatives who still think I’m a “nice girl.”)

Actually, the relation relations went fine this year. I only put my foot in my mouth, oh, about half a dozen times. I made a few morbid jokes right at the beginning of the in-laws’ gathering, but no one seemed to get them and just tittered bemusedly at me. Then I forgot that some of Tony’s relatives are uber-Republican, and I said something bitter about the past election. That, they got. Oh, well. Can’t help my radical views.

I really have nothing more to say, so I’m off to enjoy a day-long break with my husband. Thank God for weekends.