blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.

I am going to complain about my generation again, surprise surprise.
Just a heads up if you aren't in the mood for sass.

Why is everything disposable to us?

 "I just got this stupid iPhone 4S a month ago it sucks, I need the 5."

I am sick to death of hearing incessant complaining from you little brats. I am sorry but seriously, come on. Maybe I see things differently because nothing was handed to me in my life. I understood that if something was wanted you worked your ass off until it was yours. If it wasn't up to your expectations and you regretted the purchase, well...that's unfortunate because now you are stuck with it. I feel like I am constantly overhearing stories of everyone's parents getting them out of things. You are an adult. Seriously? This isn't the olden days when we would all be living with our parents until marriage at the tender age of twenty. This is 2012. Graduate school, get off your ass, move out. Grow up. Don't complain to me about money because your parents make you pay your own rent. Do you even know how much your bills are? Let alone pay them? One of my friends recently discovered that I don't receive financial assistance from anyone (an adult taking care of themselves, shocker I know) and her response was "How do you even afford all of that?" Well, you see budgeting isn't hard when you know you don't have mommy and daddy right behind you if you default. Guess what happens if grown ups don't follow through with responsibilities? They get their things taken away by the nice man at the bank and get slapped with a credit score that will consistently bend them over for the entirety of their lives. "What's a credit score?" Shut up.

You can't sign a lease, buy a car, or take out a house loan then turn around and say "Nah, I don't want this anymore." That isn't how life works. You make a big kid decision, and you stick with it. Is that why marriages don't last anymore? People make big decisions knowing that all they have to do is change their minds and they are done? There isn't accountability for anything. Since when does life give you exactly what you want when you want it? Where can I sign up for this? Anyone? 

Moral of the story, do you know how lucky we are? To even have access to read this blog? To go in your bathroom and excrete the hoards of overly available food into water cleaner than most of the world drinks? Sometimes I hate how hard it is to maintain a comfortable life; it's stressful, expensive, depressing at times. But when you get right down to it, I thank my lucky stars that I am able to do it. I respect my life, and I know wherever it goes will be because of me and me alone. It's a great feeling, try it. 

baby it's cold outside

     I don't think it is any secret that my sister and I are close. Matching tattoos, twin telepathy, finish each others' sentences, hold hands in public, obnoxious close. Last summer if you asked me about her going away for school I would have told you how worried I was about her. "I hope she adjusts, I hope she is happy, etc.." What I should have realized is I was the one who would need adjusting. Adding something to an equation is easy; taking it away is the hard part. I will be the first to admit this year has been tough. Her first year away from home and in turn, my first year away from her, took a toll on our relationship. The past months have helped me realize that despite what I may think, I need her just as much as she needs me. Maybe more. 

    It is safe to say the two of us have never had a peaceful Holiday; there is always some sort of dysfunction that is out of our control trying to mess up our desperate attempts at a "normal" season, a "normal" family. Some people dread the next three months for this very reason.They are our absolute favorite. No matter what is going on I always know that the two of us will have at least one perfect, Norman Rockwell memory to look back on in the future. Boyfriends, husbands, step families, blood relatives, best friends, they all come and go. I am lucky to have one constant and one best friend every Christmas, this year being no different.
I said it in my post last year, it is so easy to get caught up in what we think our Holidays should be.
Start positivity early, don't let yourself get trampled by disappointment in 2012. Stop and take the time to look around you and feel the warmth of what you have rather than day dreaming of the frigid "what ifs."