Christmas Blues

I am suddenly feeling those Christmas Blues.

You know the kind that just creep up on you? The kind where - you were psyched for a moment in time and then crash...You just want to snuggle up in bed, cover your head and hope it all goes away. Its nothing that an alcohol induced coma can't cure.

There is so much to do and so little time. Once in October, I think I thought I would make this year different. I would have my ornaments out. My presents purchased, wrapped and ready. I would already have my open house planned so that my neighbors and friends could stop by for a nosh and a sip of nog. I would be ready for anything the holiday season threw at me.

It is now one day before December. Twenty-five days from the big event. Nada, zilch, zip.

I can't even get a tree because it won't fit in my sexy-mama mobile!!!

Somehow each year - I read up and watch tons of TV on the things I want to do. The things I have to do to make it a perfect holiday season. I have grand plans, ya know?

I make fun of the families that start putting out their ornaments the day after Thanksgiving. The stores that are playing Christmas music and have their trimmings out in September. The folks that woke at 6 am Friday (The day after Thanksgiving) and have completely finished their shopping by noon.

Then look at me...Last Minute Louie.

I will end up overspending. I will end up overdoing it to make up for the fact that I am late, late, late. I will be one of the crazy people at the store. Ripping that last scarf off the shelf or from the hands of an old lady. Flipping off the people in the parking lot for taking that last coveted space. All in the name of "The Festive Holiday Season".

I make excuses and criticize....Don't people know the real meaning of Christmas?

Knowing full well that my daughter will not be happy with just that. Hell, I want a present or two or three or four!!!

As of today....ok..not today I have something to do tonight.

As of.....I am busy until Saturday...Saturday morning...no, afternoon.

As of Saturday afternoon, I do solemnly swear that I will have something done in the name of Christmas.

If I have time.