Merry Christmas from Melina!
It’s that time of year again. Christmas. I think it means so very many different things for everyone. It evokes many different emotions in all of us. For me, well, there is both good and bad. First it is an 8hr drive from my current residence to my parents’ house. That is about 2 hours longer than I can handle driving. And in the snap of fingers, vacation is over, and it’s time to make the dreaded drive back, which always ends up being longer than it should be anyway. When this post goes live, I should be about 4 hours in, so I’ll be fighting that bored feeling…
There are great things that will happen. Never mind the bliss of having 10 whole days off from both jobs! My siblings will also arrive, as well as an additional feline. It’s great for family to be together. However, for those of us who are used to living alone, or with just one other person, at times the noise seems deafening. Add in 3 fighting felines…oye. And this year, I expect things to be strained. I refused to apologize for the blog post that caused all kinds of issues with my family, and I don’t know that certain folks at home are over that just yet, which could mean that things will get interesting…which I’m not exactly looking forward to. Never mind the fact that we all tend to stay about a day and a half past of limit of being able to deal with living with one another again.
I will get to see my best friend and her son, which is always one of the highlights of my trip, even if he does end up having a bout of the Terrible 3’s. But, he LOVES Aunt Melina, and I just can’t wait to see him! I didn’t get home for Thanksgiving, so this visit is WAAYY overdue!
I usually take a day and go to the city to visit friends from college and my first job over Christmas vacation. This year, however, because of the days I get, it does not appear that I will get a chance to make those visits, which makes me sad…but at the same time, it’s a long long day that usually leaves me grumpy, cranky, and exhausted. And, a grumpy, cranky, exhausted Melina is NOT fun to be around!
I will no doubt I will visit several other friends and family members during these next 10 days or so, which will be great. I am very much looking forward to spending time with each and every one of them. On Christmas day, we will likely get up early, just like we did when we were kids, and munch on homemade cookies, candy, nut rolls, and the like while opening gifts from each other and from Santa. Yes, I’m in my 30’s, and Santa still comes to my mother’s house. My siblings and I would have it no.other.way. Granted, he now arrives before we all get home for the holidays, but hey, we still like it.
Oh, the food…I should stop there before I start drooling. Oh the perks of country cooking!
The biggest challenge however, will likely be Christmas day for dessert at my grandmother’s house. I thought we were actually going to skip it this year, but apparently that’s not the case. I don’t know if it’s just that we’ve gotten older, and we’re more aware of our surroundings, or if my lovely (oh yeah, I am a sarcastic bitch, if you haven’t gotten that yet) aunt has just gotten sloppy, or simply doesn’t care, but her snide comments in front of us any time our mother opens her mouth make our Christmas hell. Last year, I think we all spent the entire time just waiting…waiting for it to come, and just when we were able to breathe a sigh of relief, it turns out; she saved her nasty comment especially for voicing in the vicinity of my mother. Now, my mother and I may not have the best of relationships, for Christ’s sakes, she is one of the main reasons I now write as Melina Leigh, but damn, despite all of her faults, I still love her, and am fiercely protective of anyone I care about. But alas, we are not allowed to say anything; we must pretend we do not hear it, so not to ruin Christmas for the grandparents. I do not know how many more years I can do that. We are not big drinkers, but as soon as we get home, alcohol will be poured, and the bitchfest will begin. Lord only knows what will happen if my aunt’s son shows up…he’s the family high school dropout, drug dealing, child-support avoiding loser whom has basically been disowned by everyone but his mother and his sister…yeah, it could get interesting…
But, it is what it is, I suppose, and no matter what, it is Christmas, it is a time to enjoy friends and family as best we can, and it is time off from working two jobs! I hope this finds you having a very Merry Christmas! ~ML