And so the holiday season draws us further into it's acidic stomach of festivity. (Does that sound poetic enough??)
I never know what to do about Christmas. I always start off fully believing that I will get into the spirit. I buy christmas cards early, I fill some out even! I usually get someone to go with me to go get a tree (the size diminishes each year.) I sometimes buy cookie dough and plan on making festive treats.
About halfway through I get sick of the whole thing.
The cards lay in my desk, the tree half-naked, the presents only partially bought and even less partially wrapped. Good luck making those cookies.
There are always excuses..."I got busy" "The money ran out" "I came down with a terrible cold" "I was busy planning the invasion of a small culture that has been evolving under my bed" But usually, it is just that I really, honestly don't like Christmas that much.
Every year that becomes more apparent. And this year I had Thomas' reasoning to further add to my dilemma. He is right, though, part of the problem of Christmas is the expectations. People EXPECT that you will get them something. Especially the people close to you. Now, don't get me wrong. I like my friends and family. I have no qualms about spending money on them. I just, don't like buying christmas presents.
I do, however, like things to take pictures of.
This is the most festive thing I have done in the last month.
Variations and Themes on Jesus
Friday, December 14, 2007
Posted by Allison at 12:14 AM
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2 comments:
Well written. Bravo.
This is why only give presents to like two people :3
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