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merry belated christmas! or in my world, happy saturday. i don't mean to be a humbug, but for me christmas has lost its glitter a few years ago. i've always been involved in decorating the house, working on the christmas card assembly line (mom writes the greetings, i address envelopes, brother stuffs, stamps, and seals), baking cookies that come out semi-palatable, and singing in christmas programs at school. those things (but not exclusively those things) made christmas a happy time of glittering lights and tasty kitchen activities. but christmas died (rather, started dying slowly in a long-term facility on a bed of broken christmas cookies)eversince i graduated to the age of being able to buy and wrap christmas gifts all by myself. suddenly there was this added pressure of losing face if you didn't get everyone you knew a gift, and not jusy any gift but a gift they would like and was actually worth something. top off my lost face with a million hours in holiday traffic, snippy sniveling shopping assassins ready to kill at the drop of a pen/pencil desk set, and cookies poisoned with too much cardamom. i killed my christmas with the metal edge of a 3M tape dispenser one frigid evening of december 2000. so beware my friends. let not the cold, commercial side of christmas rot your beautiful hearts through and through as it did mine. enjoy the season with awe and wonderment. don't be a frozen spinster like me.