Yeah...not so much.
This year is a little different. Maybe it's the tiny fetus I'm harboring in my uterus. Or maybe it's the fact both of my little boys have had tummy problems, lots of which wound up on me. It could possibly be because I woke up this morning with freaking pink-eye to go along with the head cold I've had for 3 days now. Whatever it is, I'm not so much in the mood for cheer and joy and good tidings and crap. And I really don't have the patience for pretending right now. I don't really feel like spending a whole lot of quality time with anyone other than my husband and kids. For the most part, I do still like them. But everyone else? I'd rather not. Because you know what goes really well with psychotic in-laws and over-bearing families? Puke. oh, and pink-eye. Those really add to the