12 Days Of Christmas-I’m Bad(well, not really)

On the Twelfth day of Christmas, my shrink gave to me

For all the Christmas Crazy folks out there. No treatment included.

Oh, sure, you’ve read the homespun tips for coping with the upcoming seasonal stress (e.g., relentless familial interaction, gift-giving anxiety, Bowl Game viewing selection). But where is a down-and-dirty checklist of those real turkey-to-mistletoe neuroses — you know, the ones that linger in the pit of your stomach like a lump of coal in the toe of a stocking?

Having celebrated 47 Christmases in my lifetime — 18 of them as the youngest son in a Jewish family, 19 as a carefree agnostic and the past ten holed up in the guest room of my Episcopalian in-laws’ house in Cleveland — I know a thing or two about how the yuletide brings out the fruitcake in all of us.

Deck the halls, America. Carefully.

Merry Christmas, Everyone!

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2 Responses to “12 Days Of Christmas-I’m Bad(well, not really)”

  1. JulieB says:

    And a Merry Christmas to you Teach!

  2. Nettie says:

    and many Merry ones to you!

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