Holidays and My View of Them

Ah.. the holidays. They creep up on you without a warning. You'll turn around, and be pleasantly suprised by the sudden unexpected guest, and willingly open a space for them. But for some, its UNBEARABLE. It's like waking up and realizing that you have mid terms today and you haven't studied. At all. Half of the time, I really don't want Thanksgiving or Christmas to come around. All the food preparations result in a huge arguement between everyone. Like a couple years back, the mother was preparing a turkey, and then the male of the household came barging in and told the resident female that the turkey was too dry, the gravy was to fatty, etc. And a roughly translated reply of the female was as follows.

"Well, buster, why don't you cook this yourself?"

Needless to say, it was pretty much a disaster. By the time she was done cooking, I had just about had it with the endless bickering. So I kept my mouth shut throughout the entire dinner. The reason I'm ranting about this today is because Chinese New Year is tomorrow, and the resident female spent the whole morning preparing dumplings for tomorrow. Then the resident male of the house came and complained that they were folded wrong. And another arguement ensued. It's hard to write with them yelling. I can't wait for Monday. Yipee. The snow got up to around three inches here, and the male had to shovel it all for two hours while the female sat inside and folded said dumplings. And watching the Chinese New Year countdown. When the residential male came in, she jumped up and down and hugged him, and ran about the house. Then the food arguement followed, while I sat up here typing this lovely blog, and eating food. The dumplings were pleasantly good. I slogged through the snow to the driveway to retrieve a magazine from the car, and I came back all wet and covered with the powdery white stuff. Anyway, hopefully you'll have a much better understanding of the inner workings of marital relationships now, and have a happy holiday, whenever the next one comes up. I think that's Valentine's day. Oh. I never really like that holiday.

I used to fall for every single thing my parents told me when I was younger. Like when they told me that they lived on the moon, and had a house there, and they would go for summer vacations every now and then, and they sat on the front porch and looked at Earth instead of the other way around. But I digress. I'm not so gullible anymore. I was actually upset that they didn't actually live on the moon. I would've like that


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So tell me, what is your least favorite holiday?