What’s my problem? I mean, when am I going to get it through my thick middle-aged skull that Christmas starts in October? Before Halloween?
Why is it that every single year I blow my shit because I see Christmas decorations in Kohl’s? Or see a guy on a ladder applying lights on the big pine tree on the property of the local jeweler? Or see effing Christmas commercials on TV before Halloween has even happened. Every year. Like I’ve never seen it before. “Holy crap, is that Rudolph?” Surprise, surprise. READ MORE
My husband and I are spending the holidays on a beach, avoiding the annoyances that come with the holidays, like Christmas cards bragging about the lives of people we barely know, obligatory parties where the liquor isn’t top shelf, and endless viewings of Elf.
Instead, we have discovered an entire new set of annoyances in Mexico, the worst of which is the Speedo. These things must be considered festive wear because it seems that every overweight grandpa on the beach is rocking this look for the holidays.
Admit it. Whether you love to hate them or hate to love them, you cannot resist a television Christmas movie. Just try changing the channel before the corporate climber realizes he’s destined to love his spunky assistant. You can’t do...Read More