I was talking with a few friends and they all agree that for some reason Christmas this year just does not “feel” typical. It’s like putting on your favorite cashmere sweater only to find out that it’s too small, itchy & uncomfortable. Something seems to be off and I am determined to figure out what it is. This week, I have given myself a mandate – find your joy. Find your bliss. Find your inner Santa.
Whether it’s with families and friends or at the bottom of a mug of spiked egg nog, the mission is simple – get out of my head and get into the season. I need the “holiday magic” – it’s better than any anti-depressant. I am in desperate need of some “Christmas Prozac”. So I am putting on my PJs, cranking up the holiday tunes and immersing myself in babies, baking and boozing. I figure one of the three should make this Scrooge McGrinch smile…..
[photo credit: aubrie pick]