Oh suuuuure, Christmas is about miracles and family and the sweet baby Jesus in his little straw-covered pajamas. Unless you're me, in which case the Reason for the Season is completely encapsulated by the quest to consume so much eggnog that, if you cut me, I would bleed that sweet creamy nog from my very veins.
Regular posting to resume soon, but in the meantime (while I digest), please enjoy this photo of me eating an ice cream sundae the size of my head.
P.S. Tell me that it's working.