Or to be politically correct Happy Ramahanakwansmas!!
Ahh Christmas, this year I had a plan. Ninety percent of my shopping was to be done online, and I started out great. Two weeks out and my Amazon.com shopping cart was full of deals and thoughtful, insightful gifts for friends and family. Then I hit check-out and thirteen of seventeen gifts would not arrive till January THIRD! I was pissed. It really squelched my Santa spirit.
For some reason work ended early last Monday so I hit the shopping center right off Exit 7A on the NJ Turnpike. I was unmotivated to say the least as I trudged into Wal-Mart.
To coax myself into the â€œmoodâ€ I bought an obnoxious Christmas t-shirt for myself and hummed a few yuletide melodies as I fought my way through frantic grannies and soccer moms on steroids.
I turned down an aisle when what to my wondering eyes did appear? High atop a shelf was a really cool telescope! A whole lot cooler than the one Iâ€™d picked out online, and only a few bucks more! I was psyched! I grabbed it and crossed my nephew Thomas off my list.
Then it just hit me. I felt like the Grinch when his heart goes from two sizes to small to breaking the little frame thingy, and for the rest of the day I was Santaâ€™s frigginâ€™ little helper.
I bought books for Mom, CDâ€™s and DVDâ€™s for Kris, and tons of miscellaneous crap you buy when you go to Wal-Mart, but the one thing I couldnâ€™t find were those white fudge covered Oreos. AWWW YEAH!! Oreos! Truly a Christmas delicacy, I mean theyâ€™re really awesome, especially frozen. Hey, maybe I should write an ode about them.
Anyway, a few hundred lighter, I hit Barnes & Noble, the Kohls, by the time I got home and laid out my gifts the bug had bitten me and I looked forward to some tax-free shopping tomorrow in Delaware.
For me, Christmas is all about giving, about finding something unique for each person on my list. Iâ€™m very anti gift cards. They seem more about getting than giving. Merry Christmas, now go buy your own damned gift!
I know some people love getting them, I guess itâ€™s like a mini shopping spree, but for me itâ€™s the thrill of the chase. Now Iâ€™ve gotten horrible gifts over the years, but it warms my heart to think someone took the time, saw something and thought, â€œVinny would love this,â€ or, â€œVinny would look great in this.â€
So last night I cracked open a nice bottle of wine (thanks Ross & Glenn), grilled an extra piece for Mahi-Mahi for Rosie The Catâ€™s Christmas dinner and I wrapped and bowed my gifts.
Later I stood back to look at my outgoing pile with satisfaction, looking forward to seeing them all ripped open. For those few moments I thought, â€œThis is definitely my favorite pagan ritual, goat not withstanding.â€
Have a wonderful Christmas
Leave a Comment December 24, 2005