Ahhh, yes, the holidays....

I don't know why it surprised me to find out that, yet again, I hate Christmas and everything it represents (read: no child). I guess I still find it shocking that I went from a completely naive Christmas loving gal to a wearily realistic Christmas hating gal.

I do find it amusing that some people were shocked to find out that I wanted the holidays to just be over with! REALLY?? I guess I'm just dumbfounded when said people must have forgot that I had lost my 2nd daughter to stillbirth 9 months ago. And to be made to feel bad because I'm not in the Christmas spirit?? **Hmmmmm, I don't know if I have the strength to censor my choice of words here, so I will leave it to the imaginations of my readers.**

I was blessed to have had to work through the entire Christmas holiday, so I guess I didn't have to pretend all that much at work, where the residents either don't know what day it is or don't care! P-E-R-F-E-C-T!!!! I gave my sigh of relief when I was done at 9 o'clock boxing day night.

The one thing that I completely loved was that my husband was completely 100% on board with my feelings and shared the same kind of deep rooted hatred for the holidays! I mean, we "blamed" having the puppy for the reason we didn't even put up a freakin' tree!!!!

HA!