♛Do I enjoy Christmas at all, you know, my first reaction was Yes, of course, who wouldn’t?!

But, but… this holiday, like others, have been heavily commercialized. Some of the commercials are entertaining, admittedly, but advertisers are cramming it into our faces earlier and earlier on the calendar. It saps some of the real meaning out of it, which should be an appreciation for what we have and a hope for the new year to treat us well, too. Oh, and also, something about some religious figure’s birthday? Yeah, something about that kid born in a barn, too.  

Who do I want to catch under the mistletoe? Aside from the usual suspect *cough* Louis *cough*, I hope I get David under there. I have spent too long without his touch, I know he holds back from physical affection when he visits so as not to offend Louis, but he should be aware by now that kissing is a greeting, like a handshake. It doesn’t have to lead any further. Although it cannnnn… And Louis is well aware that I… that my love is not a limited resource; spending it on David -or anyone else- does not mean less for Louis.

As for spending the holiday traditionally sedate or flashy ‘Hallmark’, every year is different. It depends on how well I’m getting along with my kin, how well they are getting along with each other, whether we can have a gathering and the traditional Ugly Sweater contest, so some years we have it very familial, lots of bells and whistles, less of Armand and I snapping at each other, but there are some years we choose to stay with our smaller coven units separately. Even if we’re getting along. Sometimes all you want is to curl up in front of the fire with the one person you love most for a good healing 7 hours or so. That’s the case this year.

One of my favorite Christmas parties was at Night Island, in which we invited a pack of fashionable white-collar evildoers, wined and dined them, and then on my signal (a ringing triangle!), we all pounced, devouring the feast together. What a fantastic mess! Blood spatter everywhere. It was deliciously gruesome, a blood fight is so much more sexual than a food fight. We were all wasted. Daniel passed out from the chemicals of his chosen victims.

Likes/dislikes about Christmas

So many things, but I’ll keep this short for the sake of my -and your- mental health.

A few things I enjoy about Christmas:

• Wearing a red velvet Santa suit. Mine’s stylish, no fake belly + beard combo.
• Flirting with the shop people when buying gifts for others. Sometimes while wearing the suit *smirks*

A few things I do not enjoy about Christmas:

• Honestly I’m tired of buying old books for Louis. We have too many as it is. At this point I think he asks for them to annoy me.
• Once is fine, but certain Christmas music on repeat is really detestable. Malls during the holidays are not a happy place for me for this reason. 
• On that note, I also despise all Christmas music sung by the Chipmunks.
• So-called charity organizations who give only pennies to the dollar they receive to the people they are supposedly gathering the money for. Despicable.