Friday, December 24, 2010
Christmas Eve. Its raining here -- but then we have NO expectations of snow on the Oregon Coast. My spouse cooked thanksgiving -- it was NASTY and made me nauseous (smoked lamb... I hate smoked food and I hate lamb, but he was SURE I’d like Smoked Lamb... ). Don't worry, I'm not talking behind his back -- He had to go get me soda crackers and pop so I could deal with the cooking smells that day... too funny. But I'm sooo not into Christmas cooking, that here it is Christmas eve, I haven't even been to the store 'cause I'm hoping he'll cook, (surely no holiday meal could be any worse than that last one-- although I didn't tell you what he made for Easter... beer pancakes with bourbon syrup. Try to image a smoked porter beer in buckwheat pancakes...). Holiday meals can get contentious here... Others household I hear have ham or turkey. I'm not against breaking tradition, but I would like something edible, call me crazy.
I haven't spent Christmas with any extended family for years, since my spouse is so adamant against it. He dislikes all the hoops he must jump through--all the expectations. I do agree that Family Expectations can kill us, but no expectations may kill us too... or will it allow something new and magical to happen? I don't know, but I'll let you know what I find out.
To make it, we might have to fake it, girl. So my plan is to just move this day. Go to the store. Make peppermint dessert. Wrap gifts that have been under my bed for weeks (kids are going to hate them -- spouse bought suitcases and clothing... how very practical). The New Year starts in a week. I do have a sense of humor about it all-- and I choose to be here with my stubborn hubby who tries so hard. The kids are teenagers now and understand their dad's gift-giving strategy and meal planning quirks. We can shop after Christmas together for what they like. I look forward to that and I will make the DH go too, so maybe he'll get a clue... or not. We'll have fun together as a family, because we always do-- we laugh a lot when we're together with the kids. The LOVE part is working, if we don't all agree on the season details.
So, I guess, Merry Christmas everyone. May you be with your loved ones and feel cherished.