It’s Beginning to Look a lot Like…

Christmas” shopping [Last Minute] because you have yet to receive everyone’s wish list. But mainly because you aren’t sure you will get everyone on your list a gift. They haven’t been naughty, but see the way your finances are currently set up. Yeah. You’re truly hoping for a Christmas miracle. That and you’re also relying on free 2-day shipping. Oh, wait, you don’t have Amazon Prime anymore. – Go ahead and cry. It’s okay after all,

“You’re a mean one, Missus G.” Or at least that’s what several of your family members have described you without being able to name an instance. You still don’t see the logic behind it, but perhaps this is the time of the year you can agree with them. Be as cuddly as a cactus. Hey, it works, your race is constantly being described as having el nopal en la frente. Hmm and my love of garlic, perhaps consuming so much garlic bread makes me like the Grinch. Y’know, “got garlic in your soul?” No, alright then.

“Silent Night” Y’know the usual. There’s no longer even the loud Zzz of your ex. But this post isn’t even about him. Moving on…

“I’ll be home for Christmas” at least, you hope you will. It all depends on your hiring process. If you get hired you’re not sure if your position gets the day off. Something you should’ve asked, but somehow failed to even think about asking. You were just so excited to be sent to HR. Yes, even more excited than the upcoming holidays. And now, you’re left hoping and wondering if you’ll really be home for Christmas. Also because, you’re not entirely sure if you’ll end up gathering at another relatives house that day. Hmm, but then again, home is where the heart is. And this Chicana’s heart is en familia. 

“It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year” or so goes it. Okay, yes, it is a wonderful time. There’s parties for hosting – oh, wait, you dislike hosting. You don’t mind planning and decorating and okay you even sign up to be in charge of the games, but hosting…well, you’re not that polite. On top of that, you have everyone telling you to be of good cheer, it’s like, “hello, I am happy and cheery. I just so happened to be born with this chronic [straight] face, incapable of registering emotions.” Unless of course, you are truly disgusted or peeved at something, you’ll light up and let that show. But you’re definitely up for them marshmallows for toasting. Eh, I guess it is a wonderful time after all. You can save your bah-humbugs for another time.

After all, tis the season to be jolly. To deck the halls, and all those other Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la moments. Y’know like making lists and checking them twice (if that’s your thing). Or panicking because you haven’t even started buying all the gifts you need. Perhaps you haven’t even decorated your tree and/or house yet. Or maybe you’re an overachiever who happened to not take down the lights from last holiday. Hey, no judgment. If that works for you, you do you. Whatever it is, may your holidays be merry and bright.

From the bottom of my heaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrt. Yeah, I’ll stop singing now.

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