The Crazy Rants of Samantha Burns

All I ever hear is how much people enjoy the holidays.

A friend of mine, however, mentioned to me how he dislikes them and it got me to thinking, hence blogging on the subject.

I agree with most that the holidays can be enjoyable, especially the closeness you can feel with your loved ones.

Awww... how pleasant.

There are bits and pieces of the Christmas season that just kill me, though. For one thing, I really dislike having to play nice with everyone when I’m not feeling up to it.

Merry, merry, joy, joy, and all that.

Ya, sure when I'm feeling it, but not all the time. It makes me retch.

I also hate having to remember who I have to buy for, who I have to visit, who I’ve already visited, who I have to send cards to, what traditions with whom do I have to participate in, when I have to go where, etc.

It’s outside my comfort zone since I prefer doing things with others more on a whim or will than because I have to. And, you can’t leave anyone out because they’ll never let you forget that you forgot them.

Like my crazy cousin who I've mentioned in the past. I would never hear the end of it if we didn’t watch The Grinch Who Stole Christmas (original cartoon one) with her and go looking at lights with her.

Man, and I mean NEVER hear the end of it.

This year, I was home to watch the show with her, but we didn’t get to go looking at lights, so I have to make sure I phone her closer to Christmas to tell her how “upset� I am that we didn’t get to see the lights together this year.

Trust me, she’d freak out in a pouty and whiny way if I didn’t acknowledge our traditions.

So, with that said, I will continue this article in Part 2 tomorrow and perhaps you have your own dreadful holiday experiences you'd like to share below or have a link to.