I am not a Scrooge(mostly)

    This year I have been full of sentiments such as "I don't really do Christmas" "Christmas is bullshit" "Here's why Christmas is stupid..." as well as this post.  Allow me to clear things up-
   Honestly, I am usually baking cookies and other various holiday treats, decorating, enjoying the holiday cheer, etc. I love making people smile and spreading happiness. I still don't like that the "holiday season" starts the day before Halloween and all the stuff I wrote in my other blog post but that's beside the point. Last year, Christmas fucking sucked. Seriously. I got rear ended on my way home from work Christmas Eve by a moron stoner, spent the first half of Christmas in the ER and I'm still dealing with the injuries from this accident. Plus, asshole claims it never happened because I didn't call the police because it was Christmas Eve. That kinda killed my "Christmas spirit".
         I was having to stay with my seriously obnoxious boyfriend at the time because my parents hated my dog and I had nowhere else to go. So, getting rear ended and having to stay with a pain in the ass lying useless sack of shit kinda ruined my Christmas. The icing on the cake was my self appointed "perfect" sister called me first thing Christmas morning to complain. This is essentially how the conversation went :
Sister: Merry Xmas!! How are you?
Me: I got in another accident last night (I had been in a different accident less than a week before)
Sister: Oh that sucks!! Are you ok?
Me: Not really, I have whiplash and blah blah blah
Sister: Oh. You will never guess what mom did!!!!
    She then proceeds to whine and bitch about how our mom received a card from my sister's (recently) ex husband. For 10 minutes. And how mom was a bitch about it and pissed her off and how it ruined her Christmas. Directly after this rant she says "I have to go. Love you bye." Gee, thanks for the concern. And thanks for fucking up my Christmas in the process. She still has yet to talk to my mother. At all.
    So, aside from last Christmas being a complete bust, my entire year has sucked. I've spent the majority of it in the hospital. I did get married to the most wonderful man in the world, but that was about the only good thing. I don't feel like doing Christmas this year because it feels like last Christmas was yesterday. I'm also moving 4 days beforehand. To an entirely different state. Across the Pacific Ocean. I don't feel like hunting down awesome presents for people because I'm busy rearranging my life and I have very few people to get presents for anyway. I'm exhausted and I'm pretty sure with all the crap I've been thru in the last year I have a pretty good excuse for skipping Christmas this year. Maybe once I'm settled in to my new house with my husband we can have our own little Christmas. Or just wait til next year. I know "First Christmas" is supposed to be special, but what's even more special is that he's coming home from Iraq and we get to truly spend time together and have a real honeymoon. I think that's way more important than an over hyped false holiday.
   See? I'm not a Grinch, I just have my priorities straight. Besides, who wants to think about white Christmases and snowmen and chestnuts roasting on an open fire in Hawai'i? It'll probably be 85 on Xmas day. Which isn't so very different from San Diego, except its not gonna get cold at night. Santa, have fun delivering toys to all the little Hawai'ian children in your wool suit in 75 degree weather!!!