Christmas spirit did come
I tried really hard this year to get into the “spirit of Christmas” this year.
I’ve written at length at how Christmas as a whole gets under my skin; the forced cheer, the orgiastic spending, the godawful music all makes me want to tear my skin off. This year, however, I wanted to give it an honest try.
It’s been almost 10 years since the last time I had an honestly fun, happy Christmas morning, but I figured with the arrival of my sister’s newest child I should give it another shot.