Ah it's finally that time of year, the kids are out of school, snow is on the ground all fluffy and white. People are gathering up for the holidays, stores are stocked with eggnog, the fire is balzing with that yule log. People of all ages relive that magic time of year when the Christmas spirit comes alive again, loved ones snuggle close and watch the fire flicker into the ashes. And then New Years rolls around, people make their resolutions, and happily dance the night away.

Then we're all yanked back out of that dream and back into reality...kids start complaining about their broken gifts and finals and having to deal with their teachers...the snow is a grey mess which you have to shovel every day and night, your car won't start cause a squirell took up resident in the engine. The relatives leave to go back home and your stuck with this huge mess and trash in every corner, that just magically seemed to appear. The leftover food is stinking up the fridge. The fire wood is rotted and infested. You wife is pissed off at you about how you don't love her anymore and that Mary from down the street got better gifts than she did. And how you started hitting on some other woman at the party caus eyou were drunk. You've already broken your resolution no matter what it is.

Yea I just love the holidays don't you?