-yearWow…Christmas. It was a very good Christmas, really, everything went perfectly. Just…one….thing….I haven’t told everyone about my blog. I don’t know how a lot of people will take it since I don’t hold back when writing. I’ve told only a few however there are still close family members that don’t know. We’ll get to that in a sec.
Christmas Morning
Our goal was to go down and open gifts at 8 a.m. At 6:30 a.m., I walk out of my room to find my sons foaming from the mouth to go downstairs and open gifts. I was up anyway since my sister’s dog had decided our bed was the most comfortable option. He had snuggled with me for the past 20 minutes and I’m not gonna lie, it was like having a gigantic teddy bear.
Downstairs, we did what every parent does Christmas morning that is soul sucking to all children under the age of 18:
“We need to make coffee before opening gifts.”Â
“Let’s get the fireplace going.”
“Someone turn on Christmas music!”
“Ugh, we forget a trash bag. Who’s gonna be the trash person?”
As a child, your only goal is to get to those presents and unwrap them. Children don’t require caffeine, ambiance or trash removal, just give’em the presents!
Eventually after opening half of Toys R Us and Dick’s Sporting Goods, the children decided the parents needed a gift. I was given a small box from my sister. I opened it and it was the bracelet flask I wanted.
‘Did I tell her I wanted this? I must have,’ I thought. I quickly dismissed my thoughts because I had a 9-year-old standing in front of me, twitching like a crack addict to open another gift.
After many more gifts were opened it was my turn again. Again, I opened a little box and about fell off the floor I was sitting on. It was the Ancestory.com DNA kit I wanted. How did she know? I was so excited!
After opening gifts, we opened the gifts in our stockings. I pulled out fun stuff like hair spray and chocolate. Then I pulled out this little number:
“Oh my God, I ate my last one and I totally wanted another one. Where did you find…..oh my God,” I said, stopping mid-sentence as the realization sunk in.
“Yes Hot Mess, I know,” my sister said grinning.
“You do? For how long?”
“Several months and had we been having this conversation a few months ago, it would have ended like your birthday.”
See, I’ve never told my sister about blogging for the past few years as I was afraid how she would take it. In fact, that has pretty much been the reason I’ve told next to nobody. Another reason? If I can build a following of complete strangers from around the world (who many have become friends to me), then I know I’ve earned it.
I must say, the Hot Mess candy bar was EXTREMELY clever. But what is more clever that I was too stupid to catch on to? She was giving me everything I had put in this post:Â What I Want for Christmas. And my dumb ass still didn’t catch on! Well played lil’ sis….well played.
Anyway, I have to say it’s a HUGE relief that I know she knows. I love her very much and the fact that she didn’t disown me based on some of the stuff I’ve written means the world to me. Additionally, she has a wicked sense of humor and finds many of the same things funny that I find funny. That being said, I would like to formally invite Lil’ Hot Mess to write a blog post for Hot Mess Memoir.
You’ve got a great Lil Sis. She’s keeping your secret with you.
And I am grateful Freddy! Believe me!!
What a relief though!… and you got what you really wanted lol!!!
I kinda did, didn’t I?!?!
Indeed!!!
ooo I’m glad it went over well!! 🙂 that’s a relief. I’m not sure how I would react if anyone I actually know were to find this blog and read it. I did have a sneaking suspicion that my boss had found it (she periodically checks web history just because of all the minors living under her roof) but there has been nothing since the summer to make me think she has….
I had a sneaking suspicion bc Google Analytics showed visits from her part of town but I dismissed it. It went better than I thought!
Well I’m glad shes ok with it!!
How crazy is that? I’ve pretty much told everyone that I do, and everyone has disowned me. My dreams are coming true!
Are you being serious? Did they really disown you? I can’t imagine!
No, but they should. Then Christmas would be so much more peaceful.
That’s true! Just start writing horrible things about them. You’ll have your wish by November!
I can’t wait. Wait a minute, I do write horrible things about people!
Lol! Push yourself! Try to have it complete by 4th of July bbq’s!
Aww. Yay for happy family! The candy bar reminded me- there’s some lady in my neighborhood that drives a car with the license plate: HOTM3SS. On 3 occasions, I’ve tried to snap a pic for you, but driving and fumbling with my phone are not easy to do. Plus, I have this internal struggle of should I or shouldn’t I because I know it’s not a good idea.
So I totally have been thinking about getting that license plate but IDK if it’s available. Probably not still available. That is so thoughtful of you to try to snap it! Don’t get in an accident trying though!!!!