Ugh!

I hate this time of year. Honestly, if I could just jump from about November 12th to March 1st every year, I'd be happy.

I was out at the mall with mom this morning, and the santa land was up. Kids everywhere, with sticky hands and screaming and fed up parents.  And the worst part, creepy little elves. Cause, they were grown men in elf suites and beards that looked just nasty. One smelled of too much body spray when you walked past him.

This is the worst time of year to be single.