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    Bah Humbug!

    I really don’t mean to be a Grinch this year, but it seems like there are a lot of Christmasy-type things that I’m planning on skipping this holiday season.

    Prime one? No tree!

    That’s right, you heard me. I love Christmas trees! Ever since I was a wee one, I couldn’t wait to get a tree home and decorate it. It killed me when we were in our SF loft not to have one all those years. Yet, this year, I’m standing on the forefront of the “no tree” line. I have 2 primary reasons for it: 1) G; 2) Neko

    For starters, G is REALLY into climbing right now. He’s even trying to climb up our safety gates! He started army crawling under them to get into places he shouldn’t, so I lowered them to keep him noggin from getting through. His new approach? If you can’t go under, try climbing over! There’s just no winning here! I really don’t need a tree climber this year, and I don’t want to devise tree mounts to our walls to keep it from toppling over.

    Second, Neko is now perpetually being tormented by G. G sees kitty and goes full force after him (maniacally laughing all the way, mind you). Neko, in self-preservation, keeps running away. A tree just spells trouble with this relationship. I can just see it now: G goes after Neko; Neko goes under the tree; G continues in pursuit; Neko decides to climb; tree falls over. Yeah, I might be dramatic, but no thanx!

    Next up: no Santa photos.

    No, this is not related to my “No Santa gifts!” rant. Yeah, they’re quaint, and kinda cute, but here’s the deal: right now, G has a thing about guys with facial hair. And when I say “a thing”, I mean, screams his bloody head off. Even with people he knows like my dad. So, the idea of standing in a long line with a squirmy toddler and pay money for a generic mall photo only to have G go off screaming is not my idea of a good time. Especially not one I’d like to commemorate in print. I hope next year though!

    Third: Shopping.

    Is it me, or has shopping hysteria reached new highs recently? Maybe in my adult state I’m noticing it more, but the lines wrapping around buildings and stores is becoming a real turn-off for me. You’d think with our economic outlook still being grim, things would be calmer, but it feels like the opposite. I mean a line around the store for a Zhu Zhu Gerbil? Really?
    Oh internet! I puffy heart your calm, patient, open 24-hours, 7-days a week principles. What would I do without you?

    I don’t mean to skip out on Christmas this year. I’m really trying to not to, but I’m not quite in the spirit just yet. I think I need some hot chocolate, holiday music, a trip out to see some good lighting and some chilly weather to nip at my nose. Oh, and a vacation. Until then, grumble, grumble, grumble…

    5 responses to “Bah Humbug!”

    1. Amy says:

      I can understand about not having a tree, especially with G climbing and walking. Plus, he will not really remember Christmas until a few years later.
      I am still trying to get into the spirit. Baking cookies always helps me, but not my waistline.

    2. Rebecca says:

      I totally understand, but if not having a tree makes you sad you could put one of these around it: http://www.amazon.com/North-States-Superyard-Gate-Play/dp/B00020L78M

      I’ve seen it work well, but I haven’t seen G climb yet 😉 It does kind of detract from the tree though.

      And I’ve never done the santa photo thing, but it sounds like you might get a good one for http://www.sketchysantas.com/… lol

      It will get better with Neko, it was right around that age that James thought it would be fun to wack the dogs in the face with whatever he happened to be carrying around. Neko is lucky that he’s faster than the dogs…

    3. Kirsten says:

      I say pick the traditions that work with what you are feeling. G will love whatever you do!

    4. Valya says:

      Av, do I need to remind you why our cat Mila had a broken tail? You successfully caught her under the bed and pull her out by the tail…..Only you were 4-5years old.

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