festive..and alone.
'Tis the season to be jolly, and not the season to be single. If it was, the song would be: "Single bells, single bells…" But it isn't. Being single around Christmas time is one of two things I don't enjoy about the festive season. The second thing is advent calendars. I think I have a fear of them. Not for the creepy little windows that are supposed to make you feel like a giant each time you open them from December 1, but for the fear that if I buy an advent calendar I'll just eat each piece of chocolate in one sitting and need 23 additional calendars. I've never bought myself an advent calendar for that very reason and it's been added to the list of things I won't get involved in which includes conga lines, playing ten pin bowling and drinking decaf. Now, being single. It doesn't really bother me, unless I'm attending a wedding or Christmas function. Often I get invited to a wedding and the invite will say, "Dear Maree