By this time last year, the Rainbow Chronicles were exploding with Christmakahwanza fun. And it was fun, wasn't it, my dears? WASN'T IT?
This year? Nothing. I don't even think I've watched Christmas Vacation all the way through yet! In fact, I have not watched a single holiday movie yet. I am not filled with holiday cheer. I mean, I've had Christmas ales, and those were all delightful (particularly Revolution's Fistmas Ale), but I didn't think of Santa once as I was drinking them. NOT ONCE. I didn't even think of Herbie. And all he wants to be is a dentist!
It's time. And not just time to get some eggnog and a large bottle of Captain Morgan.
I'm ready. I feel it in my fingers. I feel it in my toes.
Now, let's get ready to have a Dappy Holidays.
So, I'm off to tear up our apartment looking for my Christmas cards, and then I can finally snuggle with the cats and read Holidays on Ice to them. Layla just put in a request for a reading of "Dinah, the Christmas Whore." I can't let her down.