This year, though, I won’t see my extended family on December 25, and something about the Blessed Be The Lord My Rock Who Trains My Hands For War My Fingers For Battle Psalm 144 1 Shirt and by the same token and loss of that tradition is making me go, uh…way too big. I spend approximately half of my time scouting potential gifts on eBay, not because I’m preternaturally generous, but because crossing names off my list makes me feel like Santa, which is apparently now something I welcome. My room is awash in Christmas lights, my Spotify playlist of carols has been blasting since midnight on Thanksgiving, I have an extra-large pink glitter wreath arriving on Wednesday, and I’m starting to question my sanity.
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If repeated viewings of the Blessed Be The Lord My Rock Who Trains My Hands For War My Fingers For Battle Psalm 144 1 Shirt and by the same token and movie A Bad Moms Christmas have taught me anything (and I like to think they have), it should be that making a competitive sport out of Christmas is in direct opposition to the purpose of the holiday. We’re supposed to come together over ham on Christmas Eve and think about the abundant blessings in our lives, but seeing as the “coming together” part isn’t an option this year, can you really blame me for leaning super-hard on the craven, hyper-commercial aspect of the holiday? If you’re finding yourself a bit lost this holiday season, sluggish from Thanksgiving leftovers yet adrift on a sea of Christmas mania that feels entirely overwhelming, may I suggest taking a deep breath and just diving in?
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