Stress, aggro, Noël neurosis -- have a Happy Christmas!
Yeah, yeah, I know. It's just rampant, rapacious commercialism. Yeah, yeah, I know. We're meant to be above such grubbiness. Yeah, yeah, I know all the arguments against Christmas.
And I don't care. I love it. In fact, Christmas means a lot to me.
I reckon this uncharacteristically enthusiastic response is the result of having a mother who seemed to mainline on the stress of the whole thing. And, as someone who was an only child until I was 14, this meant that I got to see that stress up close and personal.