Okay, so it IS the most wonderful time of the year.

I remember the days when we lived on the farm; Mom and Dad didn't have an extra cent to spare, but we had the best Christmases and a whole lot of fun.  We'd eagerly get up Christmas morning to open our gifts, which were new socks and underwear.  Now, that may not sound like a big deal, but it was for me because I wore the boys' hand-me-downs.  Seriously - we were that poor.

Cue Music - "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year"

Actually, it's the most stressful time of the year.  Yes, this is one of my rants.  It's only fair to warn you.

I'm extremely introverted and don't like shopping to begin with.  Add to that shopping for people I don't even like amongst crowds that accost you with every vile and foul odor known to mankind.  Really, it's okay to shower at least once a week whether you need it or not.