Tuesday, December 20, 2011

I Hate Christmas

I really, really hate Christmas. This wasn't always the case. Growing up, I was as much into sitting on Santa's lap as any other  little girl. Er, I mean, I was into celebrating Jesus' birthday as any other scarily-religious little girl. But as I got older, and the gifts I got for Christmas started to suck more and more, and I started hating Christmas. Here's some of my (faulty) reasonings:

  • December 25 is an unlikely time for Jesus' birth
  • Christmas time seems to coincide more with the Winter Solstice
  • Hello? Not everyone is Christian and celebrates Christmas!
  • Christmas season seems to start before Halloween now
  • There ought to be more giving than receiving
  • I don't really want that creepy Secret Santa gift you gave me that's two sizes too small
  • One should not spend money one doesn't have, on gifts that are probably undeserved
  • I become an even crankier old bitch whenever I hear Christmas music 
Now that Christmas is over and done, you are free to hate it too, without the guilt. If you hate Christmas, go ahead and comment. Trust me, I won't share this info with Santa so you should be good for another 11 months. Oh, and the world is ending before Christmas next year anyway, so you really don't have anything to worry about it. Er, or rather, there's no point in worrying. Weigh in on Christmas.

    1 comment:

    1. I love this post, Emme!

      You sum up my discontentment with the whole Christmas fanfare. And then there's all the emotional excesses, the family squabbles that seem to break out over Christmas lunch, as tongues are loosened by copious quantities of alcohol.

      I was exhausted by the time Christmas Eve arrived. I far prefer the promise of the new year.

      Have a good one!



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