This weekend I made a cheese ball and bourbon balls. Yes, it's that ballsy time of year. I took the cheese ball to a party where there was already too much cheese. The bourbon balls don't have enough bourbon in them. Despite these seasonal setbacks, I don't find The Holidays nearly as depressing as I used to. I even postponed my trip to Seattle so that I can attend two parties next weekend. I guess in a way I've given up, but in another way I've become detached enough so that holiday rituals don't bother me.

In related news, this does not surprise me: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/8931435/Cheerful-stores-drive-away-stressed-Christmas-shoppers-experts-warn.html