I need a little Christmas....right this very minute!

I don't know. I'm just not feeling the spirit. And, I don't know why. And, I'm getting a wee bit angry about it.

Do you think it has anything at all to do with the Victoria Secret Fashion Show? I mean....do bodies like that really exist? How can anyone stay that thin without a Lapband? I wonder.
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Do you think it's a mid-life crisis? Hell...if this is my mid-life....I better get myself back in the spirit because I have a lot more living to do....if I'm going to be living to 100 and all.
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Maybe it's just a case of the pre-holiday blues. If that's the case....I declare it totally unacceptable. Pre-holiday blues (or any kind of blues!) are just not a Judi thing. Anyway....I am against blue for Christmas. I mean...if someone wants to decorate with blue--that's their business. But, really....Christmas is all about red.
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Maybe I'm just tired and stressed and over extended. You know what I mean. The shit work stuff that goes on day in and day out. Then there's Toni...who has been on the couch for a few days suffering with a lousy cold while I put up with the shit work stuff. So, I can't be there to play nurse mom and make her well. And, she's stressed over college decisions---she's been accepted to her top choice schools but can't decide! So, I guess we're going to schedule a few more trips back to those schools in the next few weeks. When? I have no clue. And, then there's Carmen....who is working non-stop on a highly stressful project that's zapping all of his time, energy, patience and goodwill. Then, of course--there's Vince who is smack dab in the middle of his first PhDland finals and papers and projects and presentations. And, who do you think he's sharing his frustrations and angst with? You guessed it...yours truly. And, I won't even mention the fact that I have lists and lists of tasks that need to get done (plus having to deal with Carmen and the kids). Add that all to the shopping and the decorating and the who knows what else. As if that weren't enough-- I have some mighty low-levels of motivation right now. Yes, I'm teetering on the edge here in Judiland.

Who knows what it is. I mean, it could be all of that or none of that. It could just be some mystery bug that infiltrated my system determined to make me unmerry. Whatever it is....I don't like it. Not at all.
HEY.....
Maybe I just need a night out on the town to fix me up. Some drinks, some girlfriends, a little laughter, some gossip, a pair of jeans, some high heels, lots of eye liner, some red lipstick, a whole lot of naughtiness....
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Maybe I just need a long winter's nap to rejuvinate. You know...put on my favorite jammies, snuggle up with heaps of pillows, close my eyes real tight and let the sugar plum fairies put visions into my head.
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Maybe I need to live in complete denial until after January 1. You know--slap a smile on my face, a pair of outrageously expensive shoes on my feet and strut my stuff...oblivious to the pesky emotions that are infiltrating my being.
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Maybe I need to count all of my blessings, count how many pounds I lost and get on with things.
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Maybe I should just give in to my current malaise, accept it for what it is, try not to determine what or why and live in my moment of misery. You know....cry it out. Even if I'm not sure what the hell I'm crying about.
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Maybe I just need to watch White Christmas (yes,the one with Bing). That and a steaming mug of chai latte with a martini chaser might just fix me up real fast.

So many choices.....so little Christmas...!