I love the holiday season. A sick as I am, and as stressed as I'll be, nothing cheers me up like Christmas! I love holiday carolers and bells ringing. I love wrapping paper and bows and decorating. I love baking cookies with my mom, and eating them with my dad. It doesn't matter what's going on in my life. If Christmas is around, I'll be happy.
I love black Friday! Now I'm making it a tradition to go. Even if I don't actually need anything. I like the waiting in line all bundled up in a blanket. I love drinking hot coco while eating some fatty burger with fries and ketchup. I love the rush of when the doors open, and the not knowing of who else is going for the exact thing as you. Two years ago, these two really mean ladies were so aggressive. They were in the front of the line, and when the doors opened they were pushing everyone. They pushed this little old woman into the wall. I thought, "hey, they probably really want a TV or something." I saw them ten minutes later with two carts full of white pillows. PILLOWS. Really? Maybe they just really like the sport of it too.
I love giving gifts. I don't always have much to give, but it's always from the heart! It's that kind of gift that makes you all quiet for a second. It'll remind them of how we met, or some inside joke we always laugh about, or that one day in the fifth grade when you stood up to that bully for me. I like gift giving also, because I have this crazy love for wrapping gifts. I'm very good at it. If I could do it for a living I would.
Christmas traditions really do it for me. They give my life that little high that keeps me going. It's good for everyone to have that little something special in their lives.
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