save me from x-mas

is it that time already?


quick nails down the doors and windows,

and protect yourself from distant rellies and crackling..


its not that i dont enjoy christmas its just that it seems such a hassle for one day.

my grandparents and great grandparent only live for streets away, and if i was in parents position our christmas morning would be quite like the start of 'everybody loves raymond'

lets start of explaining what happens every christmas.

I get woken up by sam

i go into the lounge room

wait an hour for everyone to arrive

open presents

go to my grandparents house

wait to hours while sitting in a tub peeling potatoes

get dressed trying to scrub the raw potato smell off

endure hours of consant talking about how old i am

tolerate uncle anthony's jokes that have sexual implications.

and be told to laugh by someone poking my back with a spoon

be called bridget at least three times by great gran.

be hugged to tight by auntie deb,

i swear ill need a spine replacement by 2012

be blown away by auntie mardi's constant loud laughing.

i end this day by falling asleep in my tub of empty potatoes, as there is no where else to sit.



so as you can see i don't really enjoy christmas ,

if it was my choice i would only skip it

but it would turn out just like that movie 'christmas with the kranks'