Sunday, December 19, 2010

Bah, Humbug!

Dear Elves,

I know I'm supposed to be all happy an in the holiday spirit. But not this year.

I just can't get into it. At all.

Maybe it has something to do with Oldest wanting yet another electronic device. I seriously don't have a clue why he even wants it.

We got him a PSP a few years ago, it was gone in a month. Seems he didn't like listening to us, and took it to school. He left it in his gym locker. Unlocked. It was stolen. He didn't tell us. His friend did three months later.

Then we got him a DSi XL. I haven't seen it in months. Truth be known, I question where it went, too.

I just spent $224 on something that will probably be gone before winter is over. Yay!!

Youngest isn't any better. He changes his list daily, and it's always small things.

 So far, I've ordered him one gift, and it's not even here yet. 

Just asked him again what he wants, and he wants things to do electric experiments with. (Should I be worried that maybe he's building an electric chair for the dog or his brother??) 

Oh, and Pokemon cards. I thought those had died and left the planet 5 years ago when Oldest got past them. I was wrong.

Husband wants a big screen HD TV. (Truth be known, I wouldn't mind this, either.) The problem? I don't know a damn thing about any of these TVs. To me, the 42 inch one for $350 looks just as good as the 45 inch for $1800. Seriously - what is the difference?

Then they all want to know what I want. I want to be a millionaire. That way I can pay someone to do all the shopping. Maybe they can get it done sooner than 5 days before the big day.

Seriously. I'm not even half done shopping. And I haven't had a day off in 3 weeks. I won't have a day off before Christmas. WHEN THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO SHOP??!?!?

Youngest is getting worried. There are no gifts under the tree. He is optimistic that I just have them hidden somewhere o he can't shake them.

I'm not telling him any different. 

So, dear Elves, please, do me a favor. Make all those gift appear for me. Just this once. I'll never ask again. I promise. 

Next year, I'll go for Mother of the Year award. I'll have all my shopping done in July.


Ok, probably not.

But I can dream.


  1. I'm calling you out, Girlie! If you were true to the Scrooge/Grinch Anti-Christmas Humbug Movement, you wouldn't even bother worrying about what everyone wants for Christmas! You'd take the tin can where you keep the holiday funds, and you'd hop the nearest jet to Hawaii! (Look me up when you get there. I'll buy you a drink on the beach!)

  2. Hawaii...Hawaii sounds good. When are we leaving?