I know this is the time of the year when families (and bloggers in particular) pontificate about love and joy and friendship and yadda yadda yadda, but I’m just happy to be off work for four days straight.

I love Christmas – I love the decorations and the food and the television specials. But besides that, it’s just like any other time in our family – with a tiny bit more tinsel than usual.

Yes – we’re that much fun. All. Year. Long.

We don’t make a big deal about the holidays. We don’t have a big family that sits down to a formal Christmas dinner. There’s no aunts and uncles and cousins that come out of the woodwork only once a year. We see the family we want to see and talk to the friends we want to talk to on a regular basis.

Hell – half our family ditched us this Christmas and didn’t even say goodbye and both my dad and husband are working overtime on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. The holidays are that important around here.

So, while you’re talking about love and joy and friendship, remember that there’s 11 other months every year that could use a little holiday spirit.

And sugar cookies.

Happy Holidays. All 12 months of the year.