Last night my husband and I had a good laugh about the things that push us over the edge at Christmas. If you are a family member reading this relax, this is all in fun and I probably do a hell of alot of shit that drives you crazy too! The husband and I are hosting at this point about 21 people. It can go up or down, you never really know! We are out of our minds and decided to have a sit down- LOL! No buffet over here and yes the good china and crystal are out and ready to go. I have no idea how we are all going to fit, but it’s going to happen! ( I’m sure not without someone saying what a tight squeeze it is!) I hope all my readers out there have a great holiday and please feel free to share what stresses you out. Here we go:
My list:
5. I get stress when people have my kids open their gifts when I’m not in the room. ( Yes, this has happened. It’s a bad thing. I don’t know who got who what and then to top it off it’s also my son’s birthday on the 30Th and people like to slip that gift in too. The parents really would like to see their child open their gifts so please be patient and wait for us.)
4. I get stressed when I know my child has gotten something we will be returning and the giver insists on opening the package and thus ruining my chance to return the item. (If my child isn’t anxious about opening it, please don’t do it for him. He might already have it or not want it. I have taught them to say thank you and be polite. Wouldn’t you rather they get something they want?)
3. I get stressed when someone takes a bite of something and yells, ” That’s disgusting!” ( Yes, this happened one year as well with an appetizer. I’m sorry you didn’t like it, but it still took me time to make it. Be kind.)
2. I get stressed when my husband acts like he did everything. ( He has sat at the table and told people how I made something , what’s in it, etc when he never lifted a finger. LOL! I bust on him every year!)
1. The number one thing that puts me over the edge is: when people insist on hanging out in the kitchen with me while I’m trying to cook. ( Asking me for vague items, or wanting to “watch me” is stressful. If I need help I’ll ask for it. If you need something, please ask my husband that is chatting up in the other room. Please don’t follow me around the kitchen talking about how you weren’t going to come because you had “the diarrhea.” Oh, yes, that happened! Just leave me alone until it’s time to serve and I’ll be a happy camper!)
The husbands list:
5. I get stressed because my wife is impossible to buy for! ( There was that year when I shopped and shopped for a gold charm bracelet and when she opened it asked what street corner I picked it up on!)
4. I get stress when people want to go into my basement to see the wine barrels. ( My cat shits down there and it’s moldy. Do we really need to see the basement?)
3. I get stressed when people use the backdoor. ( I have 2 front doors why do you need to use the muddy back door?)
2. I get stressed when people don’t take their shoes off, or at least ask if they should. ( This is all the time, but especially when it’s wet and muddy out and you wipe you feet off on my dining room carpet.)
1. I get stressed when people talk about the “Messiah” and not me. ( Every family has one, that one person that can do no wrong.)
Happy Holidays!
Ethel says
But Husband I thought you were the “Messiah”!!! Too funny, and we ALL can related to something on your lists!
LaVonne says
My husband told me holiday shopping stresses him out. He doesn’t know what to get me. {I love so many things, I find it hard to believe!}
Jenn marwerth says
I agree with your #1 leave me ALONE to cook ….. or I will poison your food! LOL
I hate all the holiday traffic and people who have NO CLUE where they are going or how to make a right on RED! Traffic during the holidays gets me!
Michelle Christiansen says
maybe i should make a list so our fam can read it too?? lol 😉 when people violate your #4, that bugs me too!
beyourbestmom says
People read mine and still did what they wanted. My kids still were given gifts when I wasn’t in the room! Drives me crazy.