I was think about things today, like why I'm so eh about christmas. I'm pretty sure it's because from about 10 on I had 4 or 5 separate christmases every year. It doesn't take long to get old. Plus my mom didn't have a lot of money for presents. So we only set up a big tree every other year and then when we got older not at all, we'd just put up the little ceramic tree. Me getting two presents under/next to the tree was a big deal with Mom. I got little things from Mom's family, and stuff I didn't really care about from my dad's and stepmother's family's. It just stopped being fun.
Now my roommate came from a similar background, divorced parents, poor, and she went completely the other way. Goes all out for christmas breaks the bank on presents for her whole family. Thinks I'm a weirdo for not caring all that much. Seemed astounded that we were only giving each other one present. Personally I give everyone one present. If I want to eat, and I really do, I have to be careful with my money, so that means one small present for everyone I get something for.
Today I realized I still need to get something for my mom. She gave me like 3 thousand dollars towards my student loans for christmas this year. (She's not so poor anymore.)
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