THERE'S SOME COFFEE IN THE POT. BUT IT'S PROBABLY COLD.
Things I Like
And alllll the preeesentssss.
Something about this time of year just makes my old Grinch heart swell to three times its normal size, and I become gleefully, giddily drunk off all the festive revelry and merriment. And now that it's officially December 1, I don't have to feel weird about furtively turning down the all-Christmas-music radio station when I stop at traffic lights so that nobody in the other cars will know my shame. So to celebrate the season, the drudgery bin will be dedicated to ALL THINGS CHRISTMAS for the next twenty-four days. Then it's on to Boxing Day, and the holiday spirit really just peters out by New Year's.