I just pulled every book about Christmas we have off the shelves (there are ten or twelve, maybe). We also have two books about Kwanzaa, one about Jewish Holidays in general, and none about Ramadan. Merry Christmas. Merry saying "holiday" instead of "Christmas" doesn't make it any less about Christmas.
Merry I'm not ready for Christmas.
Merry you are all getting felt ornaments from me because I am broke.
Merry fuck my dad I don't want to see him.
Merry I'm lucky the school is only closed for eight days because I don't get paid holidays.
Merry maybe there will be more snow days because I do get paid for those.
Merry I don't want to assemble that fucking fake tree again this year.
Merry blah and bah humbug.
Merry it'll all work out and maybe I just need to listen to Eartha Kitt singing "Santa Baby" again.
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Merry everybody's getting baked goods from me this year!
I should pass out a checkbox note. Pumpkin bread, brownies or no-bakes? With a box by each one. You know what I mean.
I'm pretty sure I used to know how to make other stuff, but I had to squint and think really hard to come up with those three.
Perhaps it's because this is the first time in my life I can ever recall voting and then not being disappointed. I'm punchdrunk from the notion that voting is not like wishing.
Yeah, I'm still giddy.
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