12.08.2005

Yay for Christmas presents!

I'm sorry this will be so short. As previously mentioned, I'm carrying on this intense day-in-day-out relationship with my departments's computer lab this week (and next). Lucky for me, WR isn't jealous. Also I suspect he might be having a little sump'n sump'n on the side with his own coursework, that cheater.

But yes, back to presents! My mom's Christmas package arrived this morning! It came just as I was rushing out the door, and I was tempted to just chuck class and stay home opening things, but remembered that I am a Mature Adult and must make Mature Adult Decisions. Also Mom warned me that some of the things in it are for opening now and others are for Christmas morning, and although everything is labeled, it's not all wrapped. So I'm going to have WR open it for me so that I don't see things I'm not supposed to.

Note: This is the part where my entire stinking family will rush to log on and comment that they don't know why I'm even bothering, since I open my presents every year anyway. They say this because they are freaks who can't remember things correctly, also because they can't frigging let things go. One time, one time I opened my presents early, and that's only because the babysitter let me. I was 10, and I fully expected to be told No. But when you're a kid you have to keep pushing--it's just the rule. So when she said, "Okay, fine. Just don't bother me and be sure to tape them back up," I was kind of taken aback. Because she wasn't actually supposed to say that. Only she did, and so I had to open them.

That was the worst Christmas ever, because it's no fun to open a present you've already opened once before. So I've never done that again. And even if I joke about wanting to open presents early, and even if I beg you to let me open presents early, and even if I put a steak knife to your throat and demand my presents, don't give in. I'm just testing the limits, which is what children and adolescents (and those who really should be past this stage by now) do. And if you give in, then you will be harming my emotional and social development. You don't want that on your head now, do you??? Also, I'm going to have maybe 2 things to unwrap this year. No way am I going to ruin the 3.5 minutes of gift-opening that I have scheduled.

So Mom, you can rest easy. I will not be peeking this year. Not that I peek on other years, but still. And thank you for spending a goshawful amount on postage to send me my Christmas stocking! I love you!

14 comments:

Savvymom said... [reply]

And then there's me, your little sister. That normal part must've been all used up on you by the time I was born, becuase I really mean it when I say I want to open them!

Nemesis said... [reply]

I know you do! I almost dedicated a whole paragraph in here to you, but then I ran out of time. I was going to tell everyone how you'll call people up and say, "Hey, I just bought your Christmas present. Wanna know what it is? Do you? Because I'll tell you if you want to know. Are you sure? You really don't want to know? . . . "

kristen said... [reply]

You little devil you--opening your gifts before Christmas. Actually my older brother did something worse. He was maybe 11 yrs old and was so determined to find his presents that year. He looked and looked. Even though my mom was good at hiding them, he eventually found them. He was so excited to find several GIJoe items. He was stoked and couldn't wait to actually play w/ them on Christmas day.
Well, my mom found out. She returned everything. She got him other things, not as great though. He was disappointed and wondered where all that wonderful GIJoe stuff was. He never tried that again. We still laugh about it.

April said... [reply]

I never want to know what my presents are until it's really time to open them. I love being surprised. My brother and sister got up early one Christmas morning when they were really little and opened tons of presents, too. But they couldn't even read the name tags, so it was just random presents opened. Pretty fun to tease them about it.

But I know how it is when you make a mistake and no one lets you forget it. Like, ONE TIME I jokingly pretended to cheat at Connect Four, and now I'm branded a cheater. Ugh.

Anonymous said... [reply]

April - YOU SO DID NOT PRETEND TO CHEAT!!! Cheater! Cheater! Cheater!!!

Nemesis said... [reply]

Kristen, your mom is so mean! But hee. That's totally something I would do to my kids, if I had children, which I don't (not legitimate ones, anyway).

April, I see now what you're up against. Wow. I think we feel each other's pain.

Unmanagable said... [reply]

Hey Nemmy. If you had joined the Army with me instead of going to England, then Unlce Sam would be flying you home for free ...but then of course, the other three hundred and thirty some days would totally suck.
I will say this, I dont need to peek at my presents because i can guess what they all are without having to. And how did I develop this tanlent you might ask? By peeking and all my gifts as a kid of course. And then by peeking at everyone elses too, including yours. Dont hate. I blame it all on my environment.
So, I caught up on your blog today and it took about an hour and a half. It was nice to see a picture of WR. Last time one of my sisters had a boyfiend I never new what he looked until SM had married him. Which is just bizarre.
To catch up to the present,
1. If only cats tasted better than they could serve some purpose, alas.
2. I was thinking about getting Coolmom a shotgun for Christmas. I guess she got pretty attatched to mine when it took up residence under her bed for a while, and it would tie up the food starage.(remember that all you malicious, predatory, evil people who want to rob me mom)
3. I want to see a mummy! That is so COOL!
4. What other american things do you crave, besides Jiff?
5. I will miss you terribly this Christmas season, along with the rest of the tribe. But you most because like everyone knows- you are the favorite.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Awww . . . that's my sweetie-pie brother, y'all.

Panini said... [reply]

I love presents!! And I love knowing what they are ahead of time...and sometimes I still peak (but not very often and not in the last year.)
Like you savv, my sister gave me my Christmas present 3 months ago...she held onto it for several weeks...telling me over and over I'd be so excited...then she caved. And I loved it!
Plus, then maybe she'll forget and get me another one. I encourage early gift giving. :)

JB said... [reply]

I used to be the sort of person who read the end of a book first because of how much I hate suspension. I feel like "just tell me, already, geez!" That's at least 60% of why I almost never watch TV anymore.

Anyway, I used to like to ask or try to figure out what I was getting, but then my mom just wasn't that good at hiding stuff... So I decided to knock it off. I agree that it totally sucks to open a present you've already opened...

The Walrus said... [reply]

I was never that bothered with finding out what my presents were early. We never used to go hunting for them, we'd just wait till christmas morning. Of course, some of my family couldn't wait that long- my sister was downstairs one year at 12.01am!

jaime said... [reply]

As for me, I'm all about the surprises! I hate knowing about something ahead of time. For example, this year my whole family knows that our Christmas present is to all go on a cruise together this coming June. The only thing we don't know is where we are going, and we won't find out until Christmas. Some members of the family can't seem to wait that long and have been doing their research to see if they can find out our destination. I, on the other hand, don't even want to know until Christmas day. I'm not even tempted. I hate ruined surprises! But, that's just me. :)

Nemesis said... [reply]

Panini, you are naughty. Only I can see how it would be hard to listen to someone say, "Oooh, you're gonna love it" for 6 months. By Christmas morning you'd be expecting a pony or something!

JB--Hee. I'm not as impatient as you are with the books. Although, sometimes if I'm not loving a book but still want to know what happens, I'll read the end and call it a day.

John--I think I was worse about that when I was little. Now I'd be happy to sleep in on Christmas morning!

Jaime you stink! That is going to be so much fun! And think of your sand jars!!! La la la la la

The Divine Miss A said... [reply]

Now that we're older (and, hopefully, saner) we wait until at least 7 to get up. When we were all teenagers (yes, four teenage girls at the same time) the average time was 5 AM.

Also, my sister does the same thing. She can't wait to tell me. Unlike Panini's sister, though, she never forgets and gives me an additional present. Bummer.

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