Not Home for the Holidays...

I have already failed to update my entries on a timely basis, but what better way to jump start a blog than writing about a woebegotten staycation.

It isn't as depressing as it sounds. 2009 was a doozy of a year, and thanks to work not acknowledging the rest of America was slowing down for the holidays, and personal matters taking a crazy turn, Christmas snuck up on me. I haven't ventured to the mall at all for gifts, and the only shopping I have done is the 5 trips to Ann Talylor Loft to buy myself pretty much everything they have in the store (Who can pass up 40% off ANYTHING? Thank you recession.) I have since decided to not take my usually 3 hours drive back home and instead staying at my apartment in Dallas alone.

First, if you are making a sad face, please don't. I don't understand the aw's and statements of grief that people are giving me when I say I am not going home. I am actually looking forward to it. Back home, it is pretty much just my mom and my sister now, and they understand. In an even more anti-'tis the season gesture, I am sending them cash in the mail. But who doesn't love cash?

Other reasons contributed to my decision:

• The drive: There are two paths to go home - a clogged up interstate for two hours and then a two lane highway I like to call the "Highway of Death" OR a boring no man's land interstate and then a two lane highway in which I always get behind the one idiot that refuses to let me pass. Both options leave me with the worst case of road rage.
• The timing: Christmas just wasn't on my schedule.
• The mood: I actually put up my tree and decorated as much as I could, but I just couldn't get in the spirit. I fully plan on going to church to Christmas Eve service, but other than that I just wasn't taken. Oh and it is 70 degress outside..first day of winter my ass.

My family knows I love them; I got to see most of my friends before they left; I have enough delicious food to last me until the end of year, literally, and 3 bottles of wine and champagne that will make my cheeks rosey red and tingly.

I honestly couldn't think of anywhere better to be. Merry Christmas!