I couldn't possibly be LESS prepared for the holidays. Haven't bought a single gift, haven't baked anything, haven't thought about cute little crafts to make. Zip. Zilch. Progress towards goodwill towards men is nil. I know there's still a month to go, but let's face it, after Thanksgiving it's all one big stressful death spiral/time warp as we head into Christmas. Siiiigh. I have the holiday doldrums I think.
Instead I've been sitting in my house, feeling lump-like, watching bad TV. Except for that Day of Destruction movie...which had me jumping up and down all over my sofa like some crazed Superbowl fan hooting and shouting and high-fiving my cat for two solid hours.