Photo Credit — arvind grover / Flickr / T’was the night after Christmas and the landfills begin to groan

Golly, Look What I’m Missing!

My annual appreciation of The Season

Ask Siri what smug looks like and, yep, there’s my picture. I don’t deny it. How many gifts do I have left to buy before The Day? None. How many have I already bought? None. Did I get tested and tested again? Yes, but not to travel. You couldn’t pay me to get on a jet now and if you’re sweatin’ it, you have my sympathy.