Merry Christmas, you guys. May your liquor, ham, and patience be plentiful.
And remember, even if Jesus is the boss of you, this day isn’t. So if you’re just muddling through one way or another, high-five, ’cause we’re muddling together. Let’s make today our bitch. (“That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.”)
Hanukkah isn’t my religion, but a) I don’t HAVE much of a religion — we celebrate Christmas, but I suspect that’s mostly for the ham. And b) the first guy I had sex with was Jewish (so, he was extra Chosen), so I’ll always have a soft spot (ie, my vagina) for the faith.