I haven't really posted much about Christmas, except to say I received a new digital camera which I've really enjoyed thus far. I suppose the reason I haven't posted much is because it wasn't a really enjoyable occasion this year. It seemed to be tainted by our recent move, and Hubby and I seem to always have a good arguement right around a supposed-to-be-great-holiday.
This Christmas was no exception.
For enjoyment, I had no choice but to refer mentally to Christmas Eve 2004 when I decided, for something different, I would go to Christmas mass with hubby. Having never stepped foot inside a catholic church before, I was in awe of everything - the beautiful stained glass windows, all the crucifixes, the bowl of holy water in the middle of the aisle, the benedictine monk officiating the service in full dress (I've never seen a monk!), and other things never before seen by my eyes, and I was trying militantly to be inconspicuous - so much so that I, walking behind hubby, wasn't paying attention when he knelt down IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAMNED WALKWAY to genuflect and I tripped over him.
Yeah, totally inconspicuous.
Hilarious now. Then, not so much.
During this last year or so I've learned quite a bit. The list follows:
- Some men believe wholeheartedly that you are there primarily for their every need or want, and can be muy hurtful and childish.
- How much shit I'm willing to put up with for a fidelitous man.
- Nursing is very much a rewarding profession, except monetarily.
- Precisely how much weight I can gain until my wedding band starts to cut off the circulation to my ring finger.
- Just how much of a smartass a 12-year-old can be.
- Full-time job + new marriage + mom + college = too fucking much.
- There is no limit to how much the price of gasoline can rise, and, according to public opinion, it is directly related to how much of an ass the president is/becomes. (Refer to Farenheit 9/11.)
- Even if your husband works for a gas distributorship, your gas is still going to cost you a small fortune. 'Perks'? My ass.
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