Just a little over a week ago I was much like the lovable Ebenezer Scrooge. The thought of Christmas was about as exciting as doing my taxes. But sometime between then and now I have been filled with the Christmas Spirit and not the alcoholic variety either.
I now find myself humming Christmas Carols and contemplating Dataman’s return through a Christmas Special. So what changed my mood so drastically? And why does it happen every year?
Oh well, off to do some Christmas Shopping.
I still hate it.
But that might be because I just got back from Xmas shopping