So anyone who knows me will know come Christmas I am Scrooge. I crumpled my face up at my friend for wearing elf socks the other day. I haven’t liked Christmas for as long as I can remember – I know it sounds awful. I am not going to go into reasons why, they are personal and I doubt you want to hear them anyway. Besides you can probably gather it is most likely a result of having had more bad than good.
I don’t think it is just that, the ethos of Christmas is family and friends, it is being with loved ones and having a magical day together. What if you don’t have those people to spend the day with? I think about those people. Then there’s the stress of ‘making it perfect’, cooking the dinner so nothing is burnt or dry, making sure everyone is having a nice time. Then the cost of that one damn day of the year. The turkey, the crackers, the booze, the presents – oh the presents, lets face it, this post could just be a list of all the things you COULD spend money on at christmas. It is never-ending.
Don’t worry however I am not going to use the post, and your time, to have a whine about Christmas, well, not anymore anyway. Yes I think the above and yes I am still a little bit tinged with Scrooge and no I won’t be wearing a Christmas jumper – because I am not twat (sorry). However, for the first time, I am going to be THAT person. You know the one. Or at least I am going to go down swinging…
The one who has brought her presents and wrapped them by December 1st. As somebody who is normally a Christmas Eve kinda gal this will be some achievement – I’ll report back on whether this was actually achieved at a later date but it is looking good.
I am going to get the decs out with enviable gusto and enjoy every damn second of hanging bauble after bauble on the sodding tree. I am not going to swear at bastard lights (whoops) because someone didn’t put them away properly last year and by someone I mean me. I am going to put the outside lights on and not moan at Mr Tammy about the cost of the bloody things or the fact our house looks like it’s on parade. Neither am I going to limit our decs to the tree only – hold that thought for a later post.
I am going to take my children to see Father Christmas as much as humanly possibly. Yes they are probably too young to understand and will most likely be scared of the fella but hey its Christmas and that’s what you do right? They WILL NOT be like their mother and they WILL bloody love Christmas.
We will go to all the garden centres to look at the lights and buy over priced decorations (sorry Mr Tammy).
I am going to watch Christmas films and not roll my eyes, even once.
I am going to send Christmas cards, maybe.
I am not going to turn off all the Christmas songs that come on the radio, or at least I will try my very best not to. I literally cannot listen to The Darkness scream at me.
I will blog about the whole shabang – see!
Most of all I am going to enjoy the whole thing with my family and realise just how bloody lucky I am to be able to do so. After all, its Chriiiiistmaaaasss. See I told you my kids have soften my hard edges.
There are however some things about Christmas I already have down and probably won’t be changing…
I will drink too much fizz, and gin **takes sip from mum measured G&T.
I will buy said gin and fizz nice and early whilst the offers are on with every intention of hiding it until Christmas. It will not last and I will have to buy more.
I will eat all the chilli coated nuts and too much cheese. In fact I will eat all the food.
I will spend too much money on presents.
I will not exclude myself from Santa’s visit list on the basis I am an adult and a parent. Seriously who does that? CoughCoughMamawouldlikeanewbagCoughCough
We will go the Christmas markets in Brum town and drink Gluwein wrapped in scarves and hats.
We will go to our local’s Family Fun day on boxing day for the kids disco.
My house will look like a toy shop.
I will want to take my tree down by new year and want my house back to ‘normal’….
So what about you? What are your Christmas traditions that you have sussed? Do you like Christmas? Are you super organised got this shit down kind of mama or are you the last minute hope for the best type? I’d love to hear from you.