The other morning I was walking up the stairs to work and it felt like there was something wierd, wrong, amiss with my left pant leg. I reached down and felt a huge lump behind my knee. I rolled up my pant leg and removed the lump and sure enough - it was a sock stuffed in my pantleg. So here I come walking into my office swinging my dirty sock. I'm sure O.S.H.A. would have a hay day with that one! My co-workers sure did.
A lot of friends have been talking about how much they hate Christmas creeping into (or completely taking over) November. So I started thinking about the issue - because apparently it's a big one and obviously something I should be thinking about, right? I think Thanksgiving suffers from severe middle-child syndrome. Halloween comes first and is a little bit crazy but well recognized, highly celebrated and ridiculously loved. Then there's Christmas, the ever impatient youngest child who can't wait their turn...ever. Plus Christmas is the 'favorite' child - it's loved, celebrated, commercialized, overpriced and way over represented. And Thanksgiving just sits back and gets run over by these two crazy holidays on either side of it. It never complains when people forget it or when international businesses schedule important meetings that day (ugh...speaking from experience on that). Thanksgiving doesn't mind giving the lime light to the other two. Why? Becaus...
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