Superfluous cheer.

19 Dec

Of the two of us, it is pretty undeniable that I more readily dive into the holiday cheer pool than my lovely co-proprietess. (Ed. Note: Holidays = hugs. Shudders. – Penny)

But we all have our limits.

There is such a thing as too many cookies.

Two Fridays ago was the off-site company holiday party at a swanky venue with an open bar. Yesterday was the department holiday party which was my duty to organize because that’s the sort of thing assistants get stuck with. Today is the management party because the only thing better than one yankee swap is two yankee swaps. And tomorrow is a project-group holiday party because the only thing better than two yankee swaps is two yankee swaps and a couple of secret santas. And just to be extremely clear, all of these parties are for the same place of employment.

Three peppermint mocha cakes, four gift exchanges, five thank you cards, and approximately 873,629,634 cookies later, I’ve eaten my weight in baked goods and  I’ve most certainly reached my festive capacity. Is it too late to ask Santa for a cozy hole to enjoy in utter peace and solitude?


One Response to “Superfluous cheer.”

  1. Can I Get ur Number?? December 19, 2012 at 3:09 pm #

    everyday i find myself saying “is it January yet?”

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