The Airing of Grievances! Middle-Aged Mom with Teenagers Edition...

Festivus is the holiday for people who find Christmas a lot.
Too many parties. Too many emails. Too many opinions about whether artificial trees are “sad.”
Celebrated on December 23, Festivus is best known as the anti-holiday. No carols. No ugly sweaters. No pretending you’re thrilled to receive another candle that smells like “winter cabin regret.”
Instead, Festivus traditions include:
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- The Aluminum Pole
No decorations. No tinsel. Just a plain, emotionless pole. Very minimalist. Very. “I bought this at Canadian Tire five minutes ago.” - The Airing of Grievances
A formal time to tell everyone exactly how they’ve disappointed you this year. Honestly? Hugely efficient. Canada could save weeks of passive-aggressive silence by adopting this. - Feats of Strength
Traditionally, wrestling the head of the household. In Canada, this often means: Festivus isn’t about joy. It’s about honesty and possibly wine!
The Airing of Grievances! Middle-Aged Mom with Teenagers Edition...
I have a lot of problems with you people.
And by you people, I mean the people I drove to hockey, paid for braces, and birthed with zero gratitude.
Let’s begin.
- Teenagers who ask “What’s for dinner?” while staring directly into the fridge.
It’s food.
It’s always food.
I did not secretly convert the fridge into a museum. - The phrase “I’ll do it later.”
Later is not a time.
Later is a concept.
Later is how civilizations fall.
- Whoever keeps leaving one sock.
Not a pair.
One.
A single, lonely sock.
Like a metaphor for my sanity. - The grocery bill.
I used to budget.
Now I just whisper “Jesus take the wheel” at the checkout. - Teenagers who are “starving” but refuse leftovers.
So you’re not starving.
You’re bored and judgmental.
- The amount of laundry produced by people who barely wear clothes.
Explain it.
With charts.
- Teenagers who suddenly care about nutrition when I cook.
“Is this healthy?”
Where was this concern during the Doritos phase? - The idea that moms “don’t need gifts.”
I need gifts.
I need naps.
I need sex-just not with your father…LOL - The phrase “Can you remind me?”
I am not Siri.
I am exhausted. - Everyone who says, “Enjoy every moment.”
I am enjoying several moments.
Not all of them. Let me live.
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