So This is Christmas

I know I was whiny earlier. I’m sorry. I was just a little annoyed that I woke up with so much snow that I couldn’t go to my grandmother’s house. I’ve been to a family member’s house (either on Christmas or around Christmas) since I was a little kid. I’ve been when we’ve been sick. I’ve been after ER visits. I’ve been after screaming matches. I’ve been when no one else wanted to come. Basically, Christmas has always been one of those holidays where I was guaranteed a chance to see my family and to just feel somewhat normal. (Even though my family doesn’t live far away, I see most of them 2 times a year max.)

Christmas 2010 I wasn’t really prepared for this. I was outside yesterday wearing shorts and in my sandals. Of course, I’m always in my sandals. I just wasn’t prepared to end up snowed in.

Published by

Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.