68 shopping days left boys and girls!
Argh! Don't remind me. Call me a Grinch, but I dread the holiday season.
With only a couple of exceptions, I've had to travel to family get togethers for the past 18 years—and if you've done it a few times, you know how much fun that is (NOT).
With the exception of classic Christmas carols (preferably played on a church organ) and the soundtrack for A Charlie Brown Christmas, most holiday music is godawful.
For extra money a couple of years ago, I worked as a cashier at Target over the holidays, and I couldn't believe how much money people spent on useless crap. One lady spent over $500 just on tree trimmings.
I won't be completely negative, though. I love going to church on Christmas Eve, watching A Charlie Brown Christmas and the Grinch (the original, hysterically funny and wonderful cartoon, not that abomination of a movie) and seeing my family since we're scattered around the country. My older sister's daughters are teenagers now, but it's still fun to be the doting uncle. And my younger sister has twins, who turn two on December 26. So it's not all bad.
Halloween is no big deal, but I usually stock the good stuff (mini Snickers and M&Ms).