Festivus for the Rest of Us

I must say that this Christmas feels a little different than the rest of the thirtysomething which I've had in my lifetime. And I'm not suffering any aftereffects from the first 2 days where I was actually fighting off a nasty flu.

Some things of course are the same. My parents are still the most awesome hosts ever, and have been indulging our spoiled brattiness upon our return. My sister D is perpetually lounging around like a total slacker. She's usually the hyperactive globetrotter so when she comes home she just flops around on the family room sofa. When she's not doing arm curls, toning, or some 4 mile run avoiding surly neighborhood dogs.

This year feels a little unusual because of a lot of uncertainty. The economy has taken a toll on everyone in not so mysterious ways. D is now in the frozen city of Chicago with her 2nd employer of the year, my Dad is still working trying to recover from the hits on his 401k, and I am not sure what company I'll be working for next year since mine merged and the word 'consolidation' is not so friendly when you're an employee there, where I'll be living, whether I'll even be coming home for Christmas since my life is changing so dramatically. The 'm' word is still sometimes hard to comprehend, even though L makes me very happy and I do miss her very much. Next year will even give our country a new leader, and we'll see if all the optimism pays off.

For now, for all of my friends, family, and acquiantances that add me as a friend in Facebook, twas the night before Christmas and all through the house....Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night!