Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of Rhum

If Captain Jack Sparrow wants to know where all the rhum's gone or is it rum? Whatever! He might want to check the North pole, or my little hamlet of Charleroi on Mon. Unless of course John Lodge sends me a few crates of his Krisemma wine.

Send me....Send me some wine...

Seriously, I have a feeling, drinking is probably going to be the best thing to do this year to keep the sanity intact through the holidays.

Of course, when isn't alcohol needed to keep sane during the holidays?

The answer:

NEVER!

The holidays bring out the lunatic in all of us.

People do the weirdest things during the holidays, like dress the family up in color coordinated outfits to get family photos taken. (These pictures will be given to the relatives that they don't like)

We buy the men in our lives socks and ties and underwear. (and likely not the fun kind either)

Why?

Because we're all lunatics.

What person wants socks, underwear or a tie as a present?

The answer?

NO ONE!

Just like most women don't want a blender or a vacuum or any other household appliance.

But because the holidays make us looney, we buy people these things, when instead we should realize, these are people we know and love the other days out of the year. Why should we buy them something so, unpersonal?

Because we're looney and because we're buying presents for every Tom, Dick and Harry out there.

So in the true spirit of the holiday, let's drink a toast and down the cup and if you bring me a pair of socks, undies (that aren't from Victoria's Secret and also come with a cute little pink and white spotted puppy stuffed toy) or an appliance (that isn't computer related) I shall endeavour to make your holiday miserable.

Spread some love this year...and pass the Rhum!