While my holiday spirit remains undampened, my health appears to have been. My lungs spent the greater part of the day trying to migrate south for the winter, and their escape plan involved a mad dash up my esophagus to safety. It's nothing horrible, but this cough just isn't going away. And that's irksome.
But while I was taking care of some business at home today, something hit me. This is going to be the least crowded Christmas ever for me.
Let me explain. When I was young, our family was extremely close-knit, something I'm pretty sure happens frequently in refugee/immigrant families. But we were all pretty much within 30 miles of Grandma and Grandpa's house here in Redwood City, and even the cousins down in Anaheim came up for the holidays, and so Grandma and Grandpa's always was packed to the gills with family. Not counting the San Jose segment of the family, which was large enough that it had its own Christmas separate from Grandma, there were 11 cousins, me, my sister, and the older generation who all gathered for dinner (and mass, but as we got older and more agnostic/atheist, we sort of stopped that part of the tradition) each holiday. And, as we grow up, get married, and have in-laws to drag the kids to, Christmas has been getting a little smaller every year. And this year, we have representatives of the family in Philadelphia, New York, Vancouver, and other parts unknown for their in-laws, and it looks like we've gone from around 24 to 12 for Christmas Eve dinner.
But I guess the core of it is that this will be my first Christmas without Grandma and Grandpa. Well--I don't know if that's entirely true, they hadn't been a true presence at Christmas dinner for years, due to their bedridden states. But I guess it's a sign that time has taken its toll on us.
Hmm. I'm starting to feel old. That wasn't the point of this rant, I was going to talk about something random. Oh well, that's what happens when you write while medicated and listening to the Katamari Damacy soundtrack.
Anyway, since the next scheduled rant date is Christmas, it'll probably be a bit late. On the other hand, I'll also be chock full of energy from playing with my nieces--well, maybe I'll be a bit sore. Loannie still prefers being carried to walking, and at age 3 that's starting to get a bit rough on the arms.
Well, enough of my musings on the continental drift of my family's holiday dinner. I still have presents to wrap!
Hmm. Maybe I should just give them the presents in the box... or make duct tape giftwrap.
Wait, the duct tape seems like a bad idea. I wonder what other lazy ways there are to do this.