Prepare to hear a blasphemous, un-American confession: I don’t care about Christmas anymore. God knows I used to, and I have the ornaments, lights, and Christmas cookie recipes to prove it.
So what happened to me? Did someone I love die, and I’m still in grief? Yeah, something died, alright. The celebration in Christmas. All the rah-rah, happy-happy, be of good
cheer. I’m not jaded because of commercialism these days, though I hate it. I am seriously pissed that stores are putting ...