Today is the first day of the seemingly endless suck-a-thon that has become Christmas.
I'm fairly agnostic about the whole religious thing but, I do get somewhat verklempt around Christmas Eve. I don't have to believe literally in the Son of God thing to appreciate its symbolism. Like Buddha & Lord Ganesh there's something that resonates in me about Christ.
That aside...
Sometime in the next month my wife & I will have our annual Xmas blowout argument. Whatever the cause, it's usually over something stupid.
Instead of Peace on Earth I'll just settle for being alive and/or married at New Year's.
I don't want anything for Christmas. Honestly.
I just want Alka & Priyanka to feel how much I love them.
I'd just assume spend some time with my parents,inlaws,brothers,sister,& the assorted spouses & offspring.
Buying & receiving Christmas presents doesn't get me in the Spirit of the Season.
Only children should get presents.
If they want, adults can get drunk.
There will be the usual assortment of goodies brought into work.
Tempting us all to put on weight.
Keep the cheese assortment the hell away from me.
I want to run.
I want to row.
I don't want to get fatter.
I don't want to argue with my wife.
I don't want to feel bad because I won't spend a gazillion dollars on presents.
I just want to make my wife & daughter happy, to relax, spend some time with all the family, & ponder the Good Things.
For at least one day.
Screw the malls,the tree & the decorations.
Up yours Santa.
Fast forward me to January & get me the Hell away from the Christmas season.
I'm Pete.
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"If they want, adults can get drunk."
Shit, print this fucker out on a banner and hang it in my living room as my Xmas motto.
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