I Made Cookies Today
I made some friggin’ cookies.
Yeah, I know I told you I hate Christmas,
and I really, really, do.
But what else does someone do
Who has had grandchildren for 18 years?
It’s like a habit.
Then the grandchildren.
Oh, Christmas is almost here so I have to make cookies.
I don’t really. Only one grandchild will be here.
And he’s almost 18 and doesn’t care about cookies.
But I like cookies,
And my sweet man likes them more.
So, alright, I made the damn cookies.
It doesn’t mean I like Christmas any better.
At least it’s only a week away,
And then it will be over.
I wrapped some gifts today, too.
What else do you do?
You can’t just ignore the whole mess.
Or, I can’t.
I perform as expected.
By me, I guess.
Someday I’m going to quit performing for myself.