Did you know that Jehovahs Witnesses don’t celebrate Christmas or any holiday for that matter?
Why the hell not? Because a lot of Christmas traditions have Pagan origins.
I envy those damn JW’s because I do NOT like Christmas. Seriously. I want to stab it in the face until it is dead.
I figure that this year will be different since I now have a child and well, isn’t Christmas all about the kiddies? However, Peanut doesn’t get Christmas. I decided that even though we still haven’t unpacked most of our boxes that we should clutter up our living room even more by putting up the Christmas tree. While I strategically placed the silver balls (teehee. BALLS) and icicles on our six footer Peanut crawled around under the tree and whined because I was doing something other than holding her.
OH! The Horror!
My child is incredibly spoiled and will definitely get more gifts than she needs this year and probably every year of her childhood. The problem with this spoilery is that she won’t fully appreciate what a lucky little girl she is until she’s older and by then she’ll be a self-entitled little brat.
I really want to like Christmas. Maybe this year will be different.
I’ll just fake it for Peanut’s sake. After all, I don’t want to look like I’m suicidal in the pictures.