Chanukah is ovah.

Which is good.

What kinda makes me sad is that it means nothing to anyone that doesn't know about it, around me. Everyone was asking... did you get good stuff, what kind of presents did you get... that type of thing. We are celebrating a great miricle of Jewish faith and perservearance not presents right?

don't get me wrong here, I am far from frum, but at any age over say 16, I think the presents are not the biggest part. The kind in boxes, I am talking about.

The best part of the holiday for me was being with my family. I am blessed to have my grandparents still. Sure one of my grandmothers can be a complete pill, but she tries and it was nice being with her. My other grandparents came back from their annual trip to Florida and were so sweet, my Dad felt good, my Mom felt good, my brother wasn't kvetchie to me. It was the best ever.

That is the gift. Not the boxed and wrapped stuff.

I also decided to give myself a present. I am letting go of some drama in my life. Poof its gone. And its really really good. Long time comin' too by the way.

And I am completely addicted to these caramels! My Mom got a box of the chocolate ones and they are unbelieveably good. I need to order some. And the nuns (the Trappistine Nuns of Our Lady of the Mississippi Abbey) that make them seem very kind. Which makes them even better!