It happens to me every year. Thanksgiving passes quietly and happily and then Christmas gets into full swing and shit just hits the floor for me. I find myself struggling daily to remain upbeat and imbue the Christmas spirit. I'm short of attention, goodwill and appropriate language. Happens every year. Whatevs - maybe I have seasonal defective disorder or some shit. I don't know, but thankfully something snaps me out of my reverie - is it called reverie when you feel all stabby and pms-y all the time? So there you have it, my reasoning behind the lack of gratitude coming to you all electronically, from me. I suck and I'm a dick - do with that what you will.
BUT, there has been some shit. Shit outside of my realm of proximity, and shit within my sphere that has shaken me up a bit and is throwing the bitchies off my spirit. And god damn am I grateful for all the piddly shit that trips me up and makes me feel sorry for myself (b/c it's all piddly shit). I'm such a dick sometimes. This week has seen the death of a good friend, and some other nonsense that has made me stabby - like I didn't like the tree my husband brought home - really? Bitch - not only do I HAVE a tree BUT a place to put it. Have some perspective Asshole.
If you can't handle that....then there's this...
http://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/moments-that-restored-our-faith-in-humanity-this-y
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