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The term is near the end, which means we are at the tip top of the Christmas season. Plans are being made, songs are being sung, decorations are hung and presents are being bought. This is when everyone should be in Christmas gear and smiles are instilled across all children's faces. This is the time of year when I am the absolute happiest. Nothing could ruin my spirit and no bad mood even sweeps my brain. The endorphins are at an all time high.

It's quite pathetic that I find myself giddy when I get put in the Christmas section at work. It baffles me why my co-workers don't look for and wonder where the Christmas music is, when in fact, we are working amongst lit trees, decorations galore and it's at a busy peek. I then scurry my bottom to the nearest boom-box and turn that bad boy on, knowing that Christmas music will indeed be awaiting the sounds of my satisfied customers as well as my own eardrums. I find myself bobbing back and forth and tapping my toe to every 'Fa la la la la' with a toothy smile across my pale face.

Santa Claus is a whole other story. Now I obviously know Santa isn't real, but don't get me wrong, I get off in my own little world when I see those Christmas movies that talk about Santa and when they show all these mystical and magical lands Santa lives in. If I go into a shopping mall and walk past the Santa in the middle with the lines of children, don't think I don't immediately want to hop on that leg of his and chat it up for an hour. When, and if, I decide to have children, don't hesitate to think that right along with my child, their crazy mother will be sitting on that lap of his too.

I have started noticing my surroundings becoming more chipper and upbeat with Christmas lights on nearby houses, family members decorating for the season and presents being bought from all ends of the country. It's hard for me to concentrate on school and work with all the joy I surround myself with. I feel every year instead of growing out of Christmas like most normal people in any reality, my appetite is fed and it consumes me even more. I never think I can possibly get more ridiculous with Christmas spirit until the following year when I start singing earlier, decorating earlier and speaking about how close it is when it's months away. I am beginning to think I may have an addiction, but as I think about it, there could be far worse addictions to get my hands on. I will stick to this one and continue to feed it to no end.

I hope everyone out there, no matter what winter holiday they celebrate, have a safe, cozy and relaxing break because when we get back, it's time to start the countdown for the next Christmas! (Just kidding.)

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