I love Christmas, of course. What kind of living, breathing human would I be if I didn't enjoy the holiday festivities ? I do love them, I do. But to think with a half-empty glass, I argue that Christmas is anticlimactic . You spend an entire month baking, shopping, wrapping, laughing and anticipating the excitement of a supposed wonderful day and when it comes, it's there, it happens and then it's all over. It almost makes me angry. I almost can't enjoy each moment because I know that soon it will be over and I have to face reality. Ugh. Reality. I love you, but sometimes I don't always want you. Kind of like spaghettiO's. So to brighten my day I remembered the day I was in Downtown San Diego and this little old German lady approached me. Although I hardly understood her, I adored her disposition. She was kind enough to let me snap a photo of her.
