Crazy busy in December

I heard it again today that term “crazy busy” and my new favorite, “if I could only get through this season”. Which is completely opposite to what the “season” should be about. I thought Christmas was about peace on earth. However, as we are all discovering, that there is no peace in December. The Christmas cards are arriving in my mailbox and there is mixed pleasure. I love getting snail mail from friends and then a ting of guilt fills me. I just can’t seem to find time to do my own Christmas cards. Not to mention Christmas baking. Why is Christmas and sugar so tied together? Now heard through the female community are desperate cries for dresses, as our winter weight has found our hips. This is a not new phenomenon to the body, it usually corresponds to the Christmas parties and the baking plates at every place coffee is served. There is no peace in this season.... We really should do something about that...