While I could have gotten a sex change relatively easily in my hometown, Christmas shopping was another story. Suffice to say that the place was not the shopping capital of the world.
My family, like most other families in town, took the roughly 200-mile round trip to the nearest "big city" about once a month. That's when we'd live like the other half lived. There was a mall there. When I wanted something, I knew I'd have to wait until another trip came around. When it got close to Christmas, I knew I'd better get my shopping done by early December.
When I was in college, I worked a retail job. Black Friday was a zoo, but Christmas Eve was a JUNGLE! I couldn't believe all of the desperate shoppers out there buying up anything and everything that was left on the shelves and not nailed down. And this was at a sporting goods store. Merry Christmas fish bait? Merry Christmas jock strap? Desperate times.
So from my mall-deprived upbringing and my retail worker experience, I learned to not be a last-minute shopper.
Later on, after Magnum and I were married but before we had kids, we lived in New York and would travel "home" to Colorado for Christmas. One year, we remember it well, we bounced around to 5 different Christmases. The worst part was the confused little neices. We vowed no more Christmas bouncing, especially after we had our own kids. We're the black sheep of his family anyway, so it was easy.
So from the slightly dysfunctional family dynamics, we learned to not stress about Christmas.
I'm thankful for these lessons now, on this Christmas Eve. I've also heard that, when the Mom is stressed out, the whole family is stressed out. I'll just have to take that one on face value, having not experienced it first-hand *COUGH*COUGH*. I'm staying comfy and calm and liking it.
I'm sitting here in my comfy bicycling clothes because I went for a nice non-stressful joyride in the opposite direction of the mall, wanting to beat the snowstorm that's moving in for our, hopefully, white Christmas. I took along our toy from last Christmas - the helmet cam - for some experimentation. Still some learning to do...
But [click this] and come ride with me!
Wishing all of my blog friends a warm, cozy and blissful Christmas!