Ahhh, Christmas. That magical holiday. Also one of my favs as you may well know. Now that we have made it through the all important CHRISTMAS MORNING, I have had time to reflect on what makes Christmas so great. In no particular order, my little list of the best holiday traditions-
The annual doing of the Christmas laundry because you haven't had time to do anything normal for a week.
Being forced to listen until your ears bleed to Christmas music sung by talentless hacks that are only trying to cash in on the holidays.
The annual fighting of the children when the lack of sleep kicks in.
The annual cursing at the children because you stayed up until 2:00 a.m. wrapping presents and filling socks and you're too tired to take their crap.
The annual picking up of the approximately 50,000 pices of trash all over the house.
The annual cleaning of the Kitten puke because you inevitably miss a few hundred or so and they decided it looked like something to choke on.
The annual paranoia from knowing the dog got at least 2 pieces of chocolate that the kids left around and is going to have diarrhea in the most inconvenient place possible.
The annual running out of ibuprofen due to the fact that you've had a month-long headache.
The annual nervous breakdown brought on by your 4:00 sugar crash and REALLY needing that promised nap that never materialized.
The 7 1/2 pounds you gained by managing to eat nothing but chocolate and/or cookies for breakfast and lunch for the last week.
The annual fist-fight of the children when the second wind wears off and they realize they hate each other.
The annual crying of the children when the 4:30 sugar crash hits and they realize you have ruined their life by not caring unless they can show you copious amounts of blood.
The annual reconciling of the Christmas bills.
and last but not least,
The annual realization that you have to do it ALL again in 12 short months.
