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Dec
23
2009

With my mother’s accident and my own recent  2 day/1 night hospital getaway, it hasn’t left a lot of time for Christmas shopping. I suddenly panicked. And that’s how I found myself at two Westchester malls this past Sunday afternoon. Two malls. Two parking garages. Obviously, it’s some kind of holiday miracle that I actually re-found my car both times.

My first thought: If this many people are out shopping, it better mean the economy is picking up.

My second thought: Maybe I could just find stuff in my house to give as presents.

But in the spirit of all things good and holy, I hung in there and elbowed my way to a few decent gifts. And then on the way home, I started getting bitter.

Because this whole Santa Claus thing is such scam. I schlep around looking for the perfect gifts for my children, wait in unbearable lines, navigate through maddening traffic and who gets all the credit for the plentiful bounty on Christmas morning?

That fat guy in the red suit sitting on his arse at the mall.

Damn him, clever clever Santa Claus.

I know. I know. My kids get to believe in the wonder and magic of Christmas which is pretty darn cool.

I still remember my own breathless excitement as a kid when I woke up on Christmas morning. I had no idea that my poor parents had been up to 3 am putting together some dollhouse with instructions in only German and Dutch.

Of course, around here, 3 year-old Summer is terrified at the idea of Santa Claus coming down our chimney on Christmas night. Apparently, she doesn’t find the whole “breaking and entering” thing very magical so I’ve absolutely promised her that I’ll meet St. Nick at the door and he’ll hand me the presents.

At least she’ll know I played a small part in the joy and wonder of Christmas.

mama bird notes:

My mother is making tremendous progress with her physical therapy at the hospital. She has stood up and even spent some time sitting in an easy chair. No small effort with all those broken bones. She could be moving to rehab in the next few days. When I spoke to her today, she said she felt grateful that she will eventually make a full recovery. Gratitude is no easy feat when one is in such extreme pain. Thank you to everyone who continues to pray, love and visit her. xo


20 Responses to omg… christmas is when?!

  • scrappysue says:

    man your mum must be one fit woman to make such leaps and bounds in such a short time – it’s been a short time right?

    and amen to the whole christmas thing. couldn’t agree more

  • Last minute shopping is tough. My mom loves to remind us of the year that both of her parents were sick in the hospital and she had to do all of her shopping on Christmas eve. Since everything was so picked over, all she could find for me was a Barbie shopping mall that she then had to stay up all night constructing. She says there were 100s of little escalator stairs. Sounds like a blast.

  • jean says:

    Zappos! For one day (business) on clothes, shoes and beauty…I ordered something Thursday evening and it was there on Friday! I’m afraid no toys or German dollhouses though…and, Go Mom!!! She’s amazing

  • Heather says:

    You’re a trooper! I’m glad your mom is making such good (but unfortunately painful) progress. My sister calls Santa the fat man in the suit and has been on his case for a few years now. Truthfully, I think the true magic of Christmas is women…who make it all happen!

  • ErinB says:

    you are amazing…after everything that has happened you STILL took on the mall at Christmas time!! yikes!! :-} I agree with everyone else…online with overnight shipping is the way to go.

  • sara says:

    Kelcey – you and your mom are so amazing and resilient – it’s inspiring!!!

    And maybe you should just tell Summer the truth about Santa (ya know, that he only lives in malls, and actually does not come down chimneys), and spare her the nightmares….so funny 😉

    So much love to you, Rick, Dylan, and Summer this year!

  • SoMi's Nilsa says:

    One day you’ll be able to tell your kids that Mom is actually sleeping with Santa … oh, to see the looks on their faces then. hahaha.

    It’s amazing to read about your mother’s progress and her continued positive outlook despite what greets her every day. I think that’s the true essence of a Christmas miracle.

  • Gretchen says:

    I’ll be thinking of your mom in the hospital on Christmas. Thank God she’s healing up.

    Jude’s big concern re:Santa and the fireplace is that he might get burned up and not leave the Wii and the dog he’s requested. To assuage his worries, I actually had a chimney sweep come yesterday to clean out the flue and make everything “nice” for the fat man.

  • Aunt Marcia (Guess Whose?) says:

    I hope your girls also got Hannukah gifts. It’s great to be half Jewish/half Christian and pick the best Holidays and traditions to celebrate. Mazel Tov Christmas…

  • vodkamom says:

    I continue to pray – and you know what? Everything will get done, everyone will be happy, and you will all be merry.

    xoxoxox

  • Kristin says:

    Since I go to my mother’s at Christmas, I find it quite convenient to ship gifts to her address, and then she wraps the presents for me as they come in! What a deal! Your mom has a great resilience in her, and a great spirit – these will go a long way to help her recover. She is making great strides – you go Susan!

  • jessica says:

    I have refused to go near a mall until the 1st of January.

    Glad to hear your mom is on the road to recovery. Have a great holiday Kelcey, it has been amazing getting to know you.


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