All my Christmasses are shit ever.
Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 7:47 pm
All my Christmasses have been shit. Since I can remember. Having my birthday a couple of days later meant that as a kid I would only get one present, and no it wasn't double in value nor was there any extra expense made to compensate. I spent all my childhood jealously watching my brother and sister get a Christmas present and a birthday one.
Many years on. My wife, who is fully aware of this hang up of mine, tries year after year to make a special effort to get me something nice on both Christmas and my birthday. Yet year after year it all goes wrong. Maybe the situation would be easier if I wasn't such a demanding bastard, but that's another story.
Anyway, here is the typical scenario at my house Christmas time. I should point out first that my Wife and I love each other very much, but the same thing seems to happen year in, year out.
About the 23rd or 24th of December, we would have had a slight argument about something that started trivial and ends up being an in depth, psychological breakdown of each negative aspect of our personalities. Throw in a bit of yelling, some name calling and eventually it gets to the point of announcing divorce and going our seperate ways.
Then over a period of about a week or so, it all comes good again. We'll open our presents and if we haven't torn up the receipts in anger and if it's not too late, return or exchange them.
Many years on. My wife, who is fully aware of this hang up of mine, tries year after year to make a special effort to get me something nice on both Christmas and my birthday. Yet year after year it all goes wrong. Maybe the situation would be easier if I wasn't such a demanding bastard, but that's another story.
Anyway, here is the typical scenario at my house Christmas time. I should point out first that my Wife and I love each other very much, but the same thing seems to happen year in, year out.
About the 23rd or 24th of December, we would have had a slight argument about something that started trivial and ends up being an in depth, psychological breakdown of each negative aspect of our personalities. Throw in a bit of yelling, some name calling and eventually it gets to the point of announcing divorce and going our seperate ways.
Then over a period of about a week or so, it all comes good again. We'll open our presents and if we haven't torn up the receipts in anger and if it's not too late, return or exchange them.
what does that stand for?