Be Mine….. Valentine!

After reading a Valentines post over at Lori Dyan’s Blog I decided that I would pound out a love post of my own.

Valentines Day has never been my strong point. Living with unrealistic views of romance inspired by Disney Movie lies, I have always longed for a knight in shining armour to arrive on a stallion and sweep me off my feet. I have held images of flowers, fancy dinners, and diamond rings in my mind for as long as I can remember, and I have always been disappointed…..

I am admittedly a hopeless romantic, in the sense that I want romance but I don’t want to have to do any of the work. I have had high expectations of Valentine’s Day my whole life and these dreams have never become a reality… I understand the consumerism that this holiday is built around, I understand that it does not take diamonds to profess your true love, I even understand that I (with my idealistic imagination) put far too much faith in the men in my life…. and so I let these dreams fade as the years passed by.

Today, two kids and many years later I have a different desire on Valentines Day. Now, instead of flowers, (that will wither and die) fancy dinners (that will digest and be forgotten) and chocolates (that will cause cavities) I expect much simpler things…. The best gifts I could ever receive on Valentines Day are…..

  • Time to myself – If I don’t have to get the kids ready for school, make dinner, or do even one of the other 2000 boring things that I do each and everyday, I am a happier person. The simple act of allowing me to sit and relax is one of the best gifts I could ever receive.
  • A unstressful dinner – Hand in hand with time to myself, if you cook me a nice meal (or any meal) I am a happy mama.. Cooking dinner is the most stressful time of the day for me. It seems to be the time when the kids don’t want to entertain themselves, the phone starts ringing, and everything starts going wrong. If you can take that from me, I am yours for life…. plus food is the easiest way to my heart!
  • A good book – Forget the flowers and the candy, if your going to buy me a present get me a book. There is nothing better than curling up with a good book and just getting lost inside the story.
  • Sleep – If I wake up anytime after 7:00a.m. that is a gift. If you let me sleep till 9… It like a little piece of heaven!
  • A break from the chores – If I were to come home to a clean house with dishes done and garbage taken out, that would be a perfect Valentine’s Day treat….

It’s the simple things that matter now. It’s not about diamonds, and daisy’s. It’s the thought that matters, the care and the appreciation that are important now. Maybe in the land of Disney you need a knight in shining armour, but here in my world a man in tin foil is often enough!

A Very Merry? Christmas

I have noticed that I am not the only one who is not in the ‘Christmas spirit‘. It seem that this year people are not feeling the joy of the season.  Yesterday for example; A nice older gentleman held the door open for me while I struggled to carry an armful of christmas purchases, (some of the last purchases I needed to make btw, woo-hoo!!) and as a friendly gesture I said “Thank you, and Merry Christmas.” The man, apparently unimpressed by my display of seasonal joy, replied “Yeah, Happy HOLIDAYS.” in a gruff, somewhat rude tone, and did not hold open the second door for me. (in fact I am pretty sure he made sure it slammed directly in my face!) WTF?????

OK, I know that it is considered “politically incorrect” to say Merry Christmas now a days. (which I think is rather stupid in the first place)  I am not an overly religious Jesus is the reason for the seasonkind of person. I say Merry Christmas, mostly because it is what I have always said. I grew up saying Merry Christmas, we had a Christmas tree, Christmas stocking, and ate Christmas dinner. You on the other hand may be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Atheist for all I know, but unless you are going to strategically place a sign on your body, complete with a giant flashing  arrow that may, or may not, ensure I see this said sign, I am going to say Merry Christmas out of habit… In fact, even if I do see the sign with the giant flashing arrow, I can not promise that I will do the “politically correct” thing and say Happy holidays, Seasons Greetings, or make reference to whatever it is that you celebrate.  Honestly, not only is it too much work, too confusing, and just plan annoying, I celebrate “Christmas” and I am not going to change that just because you are overly sensitive about your religion….. I mean, even the little Chinese man who runs the store down the street (who doesn’t celebrate Christmas and never has) says Merry Christmas to me in reply as I shop for groceries, surely you can suck it up and at least be pleasant.

You don’t have to say “Merry Christmas” back if it is against your religion, or bothers you that much. The response of Happy Holidays was not the issue with this man yesterday, it was the clear indication that he was offended by my “religious like” greeting. You can wish me a Happy Hanukkah for all I care, I will do the same to you in return, but don’t be gruff, rude, or start lecturing me about the secrets and cover-ups of the Catholic Church, the government and the brainwashed citizens of America….. because frankly, I don’t really care. I am simply being polite, get over it!!

So on that Note: Merry Chrismas (a.k.a Happy Holidays, Seasons Greetings, Happy Hanukkah, Feliz Navidad, Joyeux Noel, Kwanzaa, or Bah-hum-bug)


‘Tis The Season To Be…?

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As everyone is aware of it is coming upon the Christmas season. I should be excited… after all Christmas is usually my favorite time of year. I remember the good old days, waking up at 5 a.m. and sneaking downstairs to shake all the gifts, (though I had usually snooped enough to know exactly what I was going to receive) opening my stocking, and waiting patiently (or not so patiently) until 7 a.m. when it was acceptable to wake my parents. I remember each year, my fathers futile (yet failed) attempts to coax us into eating breakfast before opening presents, and I remember the effort my parents put into trying to have the gifts opened in an orderly fashion. I recall the family moments, the big, amazing dinner, the cookies, the love… and yet this year I just do not feel it! It seems each year it is getting more and more difficult to see the joy in the joyful season.

I am usually counting down the days till Christmas morning long before the first snowfall. Perhaps it is due to the fact that my natural procrastination is at an all time high. It is November 9th and I have not even purchased one gift yet. I have not even left the house to think about purchasing one gift yet, in fact I have no desire to purchase any gifts what so ever…. which is strange for me because I am somewhat of a compulsive shopper!!! (OK a little more than somewhat, shopping is usually the never-fail-to-make-me-happy thing to do!)

The thought of the Holiday season is actually making me physically sick! I am considering packing up the children and taking the money that would be spent on christmas gifts to catch a flight to a place where there is no Christmas…??? Any ideas???

Honestly I just don’t want to do it… the crowded malls, the oh-so-pleasant shoppers, the over priced toys that will be discarded or destroyed within moments of assembly, if they even make it through the intricate assembly process….I just DON’T WANT TO DO IT!!! Would it be wrong to boycott Christmas?? Would my children be mentally scared if I lied and told them that Santa died? The reindeer forgot how to fly? Or that Christmas has been banned by the government?

Maybe once the snowfalls I will feel more into the spirit? Maybe once the tree is up and I see the “Christmas Spirit” all around…. I mean afterall I have TWO children now… I guess I should at least try to fake excitement!!!???