The finish line is coming into sight, at least for me. Nine more hours and I will be able to put another Christmas under my belt. Oh. Wait a minute. I don't think its gonna fit under my belt. Oh well, you know what I mean. Once Christmas Eve is over, I'm done with the holiday season. Look at me... I've already started counting the hours. Can you say 'curmudgeon'? Does that word even fit?
Curmudgeon: 2: a crusty, ill-tempered, and usually old man.
Yeah. It fits. Well, except for the 'old man' part. Just insert 'old woman' and everything is kewl.
Hope ya'll have a pleasant little Christmas.