Most people, upon hearing/reading that, immediately seem to picture me drowning kittens and eating babies. I assure you, I am not a monster.
Actually, upon further reflection, I tend to neither like nor dislike holidays. Many of them I simply don’t understand. And, for the record, I’m not big on anniversaries or birthdays, either. You know that passage in Romans about how one man keeps holidays and one man views all days as the same? I’m the latter man…er, woman.
Prepare yourself for a heavy, heavy dose of cynicism that I promise I’ll follow up with seemingly contradictory feelings.