Well people as we head into December, 5 days in to be exact, the emotions are beginning to unfold. A tear hear, a sniffle there, soon to be found with full blown sobbing sitting on the closet floor. Why do the holidays bring me so much grief when Christmas for so long was all I looked forward to? In truth, I don't know. Maybe because I don't have a family of my own - no kiddies, no memories of a swollen belly, no milestone jewelry to be unwrapped. The holidays are filled with so much flibbity flab, sometimes I want to run away from home and spend Christmas all alone atop of Mt. Crumpit, well if you consider I and a bottle of Ketel One alone and not a couple, then yes, alone would do nicely.

I hate to be such a Grinch but really, Christmas makes me feel lonely.

"And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons.
It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.
What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more." ~~ The Grinch