Before you all start calling me a scrooge, let me just say up front that I love my family. No, seriously, I really do. I just love them in small doses. Perhaps very small doses. Unfortunately, Thanksgiving is not a small enough dose…
Once upon a time I knew everything. Once upon a time I was indestructible. Once upon a time the entire world revolved around me. But then I started to get older and, apparently, dumber.
The thing that I really love about this truth when it comes to Christmas is that there are some very unique smells I associate with the holiday season.
Why do good things happen to bad people?
I will admit that it is not easy to avoid playing favorites.
Not every Christmas is this beautiful fairy tale of candy canes and mistletoe.