Who?

When Christmas comes around, I turn into such a Who! I love Christmas and I can't stand being around Grinches, so my mother and I torment my dad for the first few weeks of December. He's a grump up until the week before the big day, thinking about how much money he'll have to spend, while my mom flies around the house, decorating and baking. He's a Grinch and she's a lot like Buddy the elf. I love to watch them around this time of year, it's hilarious! He's "bah humbug" and tired from working all day and just wants to veg on the couch and watch the hockey game, until she waltzes in and blasts "Grandma Got Runover By A Reindeer". She smiles obliviously while he gives her the stink eye and I laugh at the comedic contrast of the two of them!



This is my mother's philosophy.



Then she starts singing along, and not quietly. She's loud and off key, and often adds some grunts, stomps and a few crashes of the dishes to her performance. This sends Dad into his room for some peace and quiet. Once he leaves, if Mom's REALLY into it, she starts dancing with the dog. So then he gets excited and clangs his metal dish nonstop. By this point, if I'm in a good mood, I've donned some rediculous outfit and have started dancing to "I'm Sexy And I Know It" in the kitchen and my mom is laughing at me so hard that she's crying and wheezing. The noise of me stomping around brings Dad back to the kitchen to tell me to stop, but he can't help laughing when he sees my terrific moves. My house is great during the holidays!