The first thing I’m going to do in this post is attempt a moment of honesty.
I think I used to hate Christmas.
I remember not liking it.
Really not liking it.
That wasn’t the difficult part to be honest about.
It’s easy for me to tell you I didn’t like Christmas. Bah fuckin humbug it sucked. Leave me alone and go away, all this commercialism makes me sick even though I am not religious. Blah blah. Stop singing. Stop cooking. Stop smiling at me and for heaven’s sake NO MORE CANDY CANES.
The hard thing for me to admit… The truth I am trying to spill is that now… oh man do I have to say it?
Okay, okay. You can have the spaces.
Now I really like Christmas.
I don’t really know what happened… Well, maybe I do. It was a combination of things. There are a lot of factors that add up to me liking Christmas now and while I think being a mother and wife to a beautiful little family is a big part of it, that isn’t where my new found love of Christmas started. 9 years ago I had an unexpectedly wonderful Christmas eve that changed the way I look at Christmas for good.
I wasn’t volunteering, I didn’t help anyone, I didn’t do anything particularly kind for anyone. I just spent a holiday with a good friend and though I didn’t know it at the time, it was just what my heart needed to shove the humbug out.
But that, that’s a story for another post. This post is just to tell you well in advance that I am sorry for what may come from my fingers in the next 5 weeks as I prepare to celebrate the holidays with my families. I promise I am still snarky as hell during the holidays but it is interspersed with a lot of love, joy, peppermint, hot coco, family happiness, drunken Wii golf, ginger bread houses, K home from school, Mr. Kaos home from work, my parents visiting, spending time with my brother and S eating great food, holiday music, laughing, loving and living and so much more. It’s good. I love it. I make presents and food and drink and get excited and then eventually overwhelmed but it’s good.
And I will probably talk about it alot.
Because that’s what I do.
So, yeah. Fair warning, Cami is about to get a big rush of holiday cheer and I will blah blah blah and tell at least one holiday story a week before I crash and ask you all why on earth I do it every year.
Are you ready for me to go into Holiday mode? I’ll give you tomorrow to prepare. I promise, tomorrow not a word do you about it, but on Friday we’ll start things off with a big bang with a Holiday lyric writing contest… for a song… that Mr. Kaos wrote the music for… and the winning song will be recorded. We’ll send you a CD of it. And there will be a prize. A real one.
So now you know okay?