I think this is the reason why God choose for his son to be born in the month of December, to try and give us something, anything, to live for. What better than a ton of food, candy galore and lots of presents to keep us from sulking down into the basement and slitting our wrists.
Winter sucks. The end.
Sher Bailey is a writer in the Midwest who believes the power of humor, Mod Podge, and grandkids can fix most problems in life. You can find her at SherBailey.com.