Ho ho ho (heh)

Christmas used to be one of my favorite holidays when I was a child. Of course, growing up in the States had a lot to do with that. We always had the prettiest tree and the stuffiest... most stuffed.. erm, FULLEST stockings and the best presents ever. Mom and dad made sure to take care of that for us, and we'd celebrate Christmas not as a religious, spiritual, birth-of-Jesus-the-Christ day, but rather, a yay-we-get-toys day.

I don't know if we ever tried convincing my younger brothers that Santa was real, but I'm pretty sure that I never had the luxury of knowing the big jolly man in the red suit actually existed. Despite going to take pictures on his lap every Christmas at either Macys or JC Penny or whatever and whispering in his ear (creepy!) what we wanted that year while he got to decide whether we'd been naughty or nice (double creepy!), I knew he was fake. My parents never hid that from me.

I blame them for my cynicism.

Heh, in fact... they used to buy us presents and come home with bags and bags of goodies. We'd SEE them come back with the presents, right? Then they'd sneak into their room, gift wrap our gifts and put them under the tree with a note that read, "To BintBuNaz, from Santa."

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Ahh, young parents.

Anyway, Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all y'all that celebrate it. Hope you stay safe, warm and slightly drunk.

For all of you that don't celebrate, then ... erm, yay for Mondays? I guess.

N.
"The Supreme Court has ruled that they cannot have a nativity scene in Washington, D.C. This wasn't for any religious reasons, but because they couldn't find three wise men and a virgin."