This holiday season I will not be Clark Griswold. Seriously I have issues people. I want everything to be freaking perfect. I want the house decorated, the cookies made, the gifts wrapped and well bought.
I want peace, love and freaking harmony.
I want my Christmas cards done and mailed. Yes, I have done cards in the past and found them in the trunk in February.
I do not want to be in three months of debt for five minutes of present unwrapping.
So far I am having a pretty good start to the season.
My brother and I have donated to a charity rather than buying one another gifts.
I have ordered and addressed Christmas cards. I may mail them.
David is working overtime so I may keep that debt down.
Boo still hates Santa so I can say that she is on the naughty list and that’s why she doesn’t have anything to open (okay, not really).
The Christmas tree was only up a week this year before we got around to putting the ornaments on. The angel is still sitting next to it.
So this holiday season I will remember that Clark had a great vision: wanting to give his family the “Hap-hap-happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap danced with Danny (freaking) Kaye”.
And I am okay with that!