A Wink and a Smile

The Christmas holidays seem to be oozing of excitement. It's as if you are simply not allowed to be grumpy or short-tempered during the season. However, no matter how hard you try, there is always that period when you seem to have taken about 5 cranky pills for breakfast--and I don't know if its just me, but feeling like that during Christmas makes you feel rather guilty. My opinion: wear face masks on those days, and nobody will know the difference.

Another feeling during this season is that ever-wonderful feeling of "love". The only problem is if you're not one of those ever-wonderful people who happen to be having that ever-wonderful feeling. Then watching all those ever-wonderful couples dancing at parties, shopping together, and kissing under the misletoe becomes a form of cruel and unusual punishment far worse than thumb-screws or the rack ever were. After watching the ritual holiday mating steps, those of us who happen to be single (and loving it, dammit!) wake up and proceed to overdose on cranky pills, and then have to wear face masks so none of the happy couples try to question as to why we're "glum".

I'm in a viscous cycle, and while I love the holidays I will not lament when they are officially over.

Give me a wink and a smile