Holiday Spirit

I’ll have a hot cider shower. I’ll guzzle the steaming, sticky goodness dripping off of me. You know, just to get in the holiday spirit. Tomorrow I’ll bathe for hours in hot cocoa with “Angels We Have Heard On High” blaring and dry myself with marshmallows. I’ll do anything it takes. Christmas! Wrap me in reindeer-print paper so I can wander the streets nailing lights to people’s roofs! I’m an elf, I’m Santa himself, pierce my ears with candy canes and make me an advent calendar full of chocolate. I’m a Christmas tree, cut me down and light me up!