Ho ho hold my beer. Holiday season is here.
Time to eat turkey and fall into a couch coma.
Time to tolerate our extended family by sousing ourselves with gin and Wink soda.
Time to set up the Elf-on-the-Shelf surveillance to ensure a few weeks of good behavior.
Consume many products. Venerate the notion of Santa, and the goodness he represents. Generously give a few bucks to the folks jingling the bells at the LCBO.
Feel the spirit. No, no, really. Pause and feel it.
Buy a tag from someone in front of the grocery store. Wrap gifts. Go to large distribution outlets and buy more things. Breathe. Listen to carols. Hang stuff on the tree. Hang lights on the trees outside. Make stuff out of chocolate. Eat chocolate. Breathe again.
This is Christmas, X-mas, Yuletide. Feliz Navidad and Happy Holidays.
It is a crazy, whirlwind season. Nowadays, it’s near impossible book anything non-Christmas into December, because everyone is so busy, well, doing Christmas. Office parties, family parties, dance squads… curling clubs, hockey teams, gymnastics organizations…church societies, parades and downtown business associations. They are all doing Christmas. It’s fun, it’s nuts and it’s beautiful.
But part of much of that, and part of the holidays on the whole…is drinkin’. Lotsa drinkin’.
And eatin’. Like it’s our last meal before the last dawn, generally.
You know that feeling, when you feel like a beached and inebriated whale, washed up on Aunt Margaret’s couch?
Is it any wonder, then, that many people choose to ‘go dry’ in January as a way to slowly allow for the reintroduction of water and vegetables…?
This Christmas season – try to go easy. And if you don’t – get Ready to be Thirsty!