♥ it's funny the things you learn about yourself as you get older...
like the annoying fact that you have super fragile sensitive to cold ears.
and that not everybody else has this.
it's like a super power
but in reverse.
anyway....the other night they ached so bad after walking home
in the wind
that i had to heat up the magic bag and
take turns holding it against each ear
while whimpering
and googling with my free hand to see
WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME WHY DO MY EARS HURT SO BAD
but...it's really a thing.
it even has a name
otalgia....
which i was excited about until i realized
it translates into mystery ear pain....
that feels less than scientific
and more like something i might have just made up.
♥ i love christmas...i really do.
and it's funny because i think sometimes
maybe i may come across as
NOT loving christmas
because i am constantly saying i don't care about it...
but it's not christmas i don't care about...
it's the things we sometimes get trapped into thinking we HAVE to do...
we have to buy gifts, we have to visit, we have to be social, we have to decorate...
well. damn it. no, i don't.
i'll buy gifts but only cause i want to and i am seriously not going to stress
about whether or not the recipient likes it because...
wouldn't that be kind of ungrateful to not like someone's gift?
it'd be like the time my mom got me the shirt i really really really
wanted for easter...
{remember those white dress shirts with the tails...
that you wore with your stirrup pants...
and your lace hair ties...and madonna bracelets....
(yeah...i was an eighties kid...why do you ask?)
and so she got me one and I WAS SO EXCITED
and then i held it up and there was a handpainted tiger on the back.
heh.
an extra large handpainted tiger.
anyway...i didn't say i didn't like but she read it on my face
and returned it and got me a plain-white-won't-stand-out-in-a-crowd-of-
vicious-snarly-teenage-girls
cause-then-i'll-be-just-like-everyone-else
and this story totally DOES NOT PROVE my point.
my point is...i love christmas...i love seeing my family,
watching every christmas show i can cram in,
fighting with my kids & husband over who is putting the sesame street
christmas ornaments on the tree (well...i mean really though...they are MINE)....
telling the kids they can't come down in the morning
until we light the furnace (it's oil)(haha)...
car karaoke on the drive home from Ch'town Christmas Eve with the 4 of us singing
total eclipse of the heart at the top of our lungs...
putting plaid pajamas on the pug...sneaking meat pie with stirling while wrapping presents...
my dad chasing me around the house with the turkey neck...
i like the silly things....the little moments...the laugh until you think
you are really going to throw up moments...that's how you define hallmark for me.
♥ i really shouldn't do these blog posts
stream of conscious....
i never know where it's going to go...
seriously.
i am as surprised as you are.
heehee.
