I'm still recovering.
Christmas. And, what's worse, a sock monkey Christmas. Arrrgghhh. This is more than one can bear.
My date and I were on an innocent mission -- to
Shouting font: BEFORE. COLUMBUS. DAY!
People, people, people. You do NOT need to buy Christmas decorations now. (News flash: They're all 50 percent off the day after Christmas anyway -- even that itty-bitty weetle pwecious sock monkey you thought would be flying off the shelf. Trust me -- he'll be there, along with 1,000 more of his heinous little sock monkey friends because that's the way retail works.)
If you want to start a little Christmas shopping now, knock yourself off. I've actually got a little list going myself.
If you want to start peeking at holiday magazines, join the club. Look what's in my wallet
But walk away from The Light. It's too early for Christmas decorations. To buy them, display them, to even contemplate them. Especially sock monkeys. I give you permission December 1. (Excluding Christmas sock monkeys. There is a ban on Christmas sock monkeys.)
You'll thank me later. Especially about the sock monkeys.
All the best,
The Queen and Supreme Goddess of Bermtopia