For decades now, Christmas in my family is an absolute nightmare.
Everybody is on about the importance of family gatherings, and buying presents, etc.
But then it goes all wrong.
Nobody can be bothered to actually do the shopping.
You give them a list five months in advance, all stuff that is easy to find and affordable, and still they wait until the last minute.
"Who knew that stores are closed the 24th at 7PM?", is an often heard quote.
So my 76 year old Mom has to do all the shopping for them, 'cause my brother and sister can't get organized.
They all show up an hour late, and are amazed that we are upset.
"Doesn't everybody love dried-up turkey?"
They bring boyfriends/girlfriends that want to be somewhere else.
That first say they're not hungry, and when we're clearing the table then say their appetite is back.
It usually ends in one big argument, we don't speak to each other for six months, and end up exchanging gifts in June.
Ho-ho-ho.
Merry Christmas.
This year, I have only one thing on my wishlist: an Uzi automatic.
Everybody is on about the importance of family gatherings, and buying presents, etc.
But then it goes all wrong.
Nobody can be bothered to actually do the shopping.
You give them a list five months in advance, all stuff that is easy to find and affordable, and still they wait until the last minute.
"Who knew that stores are closed the 24th at 7PM?", is an often heard quote.
So my 76 year old Mom has to do all the shopping for them, 'cause my brother and sister can't get organized.
They all show up an hour late, and are amazed that we are upset.
"Doesn't everybody love dried-up turkey?"
They bring boyfriends/girlfriends that want to be somewhere else.
That first say they're not hungry, and when we're clearing the table then say their appetite is back.
It usually ends in one big argument, we don't speak to each other for six months, and end up exchanging gifts in June.
Ho-ho-ho.
Merry Christmas.
This year, I have only one thing on my wishlist: an Uzi automatic.
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