This picture has nothing to do with my post. It came up when I was trying to find
something actually relevant to my post. And was funnier than anything I was finding.
'Tis the season...
...to start listening to Christmas music a smidgen too early.
...to bust out the big, comfy sweatshirts to
hide the copious amounts of Halloween candy you've consumed keep warm.
...to frequent the local 7-Eleven for hot chocolate that you pretend is better than it really is.
...to make a butt-ton of pies/turkey/stuffing/mashed potatoes/etc. that could feed 7 small armies. (Unless of course, you're me, then 'tis the season to buy a can of cranberry sauce.)
...to avoid Wal Mart.
...to start wondering what body part you'll have to sell this year to pay for Christmas.
...to get a membership at the gym. Or start using the gym membership you've been paying for for 6 years.
...to suddenly find room in your heart to be grateful for things like your mundane job and your pain in the crack dog.
...to make babies.
...to start sending out cheesy Christmas cards. (We may or may not have intentions to send some of our own. Featuring me, my husband, and our dog. That is lame. And by lame, I mean super awesome.)
...to wake up 30 minutes earlier, because you know the 8,347 feet of snow you got overnight will make traffic a huge, raging bitcheroo.
...to start throwing Ugly Sweater parties. Even though it's overdone and barely cool anymore.
...to gain 3,948.2 pounds. (Unless you're my husband, that is.)
...to hope that Utah slaughters BYU in their rivalry game this year. For more reasons than one.
...to schedule a "Things I'm Grateful For" post.
...to be jolly. Fa ra ra ra ra ra ra ra raaaaaaaa.
Happy November, Internet.