A mellow Christmas

This is an unusually mellow Christmas for us.

It’s the first year we are not having our annual Tacky Holiday Sweater and Ugly Ornament party. These parties went strong for 5 years, with the unchanging concept that every guest must 1 – wear a tacky holiday sweater, and 2 – bring an ugly ornament, which was then “gifted” via names from a hat. The parties often had themes-within-a-theme, from Politically Incorrect and/or Generally Inappropriate, to Zombie Football, to the best, Redneck Christmas.

We are fortunate enough to have a great core group of friends who bedazzle themselves and come prepared to eat, drink, and be ridiculously merry. Our tree will forever carry the hideous souvenirs of ugly ornaments ‘won’ in the drawings, and the memories will live on in our minds, and on Facebook.

So without the usual party, we’ve been pretty lazy about decorating. We didn’t really do the outdoor lights this year. We didn’t hang paper snowflakes and paper chains all over the downstairs. We basically bought and decorated our tree, and put out our knick-knacks over a few hours one night.

Part of me relishes the freedom and calmness. Not to mention the hundreds of dollars saved by not buying a prty’s worth of booze and food. The other part of me misses the incredibly festive house, with snowflakes dangling from the ceiling like promises of shenanigans to be had.

Then, on the other side, this is our last Christmas as the two/six of us. Next year, we will have a perky baby, a new brother or sister to our four furbies. If the Perky Baby is a boy, I will be severely outnumbered! Then we’ll have to figure out how to share holidays with both of our extended families, and that will be a headache in its own right!


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