I used to love the holidays. Christmas was my second favorite celebration next to my birthday. I enjoyed getting together with my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. My parents and I would make the trek to my grandparents’ farm around the 20th or 21st and we would stay through the 28th or so. My mind gets […]
P-Mag is back! Finding out I would be the first post of the new year felt like kind of an honor. Our winter break felt longer than it was. I think this perception is due to my work being overloaded during the holiday season. Working in the retail business is no cakewalk during the holiday […]
Ah, Christmas. It’s the celebration of little white baby Jesus’ birth, or really, the celebration of the golden calf of consumerism, overindulgence, and trying to figure out how to manage your racist Republican uncle, who thinks Newt Gingrich is “a man with his finger on the pulse of America.” Christmas. What the holy holiday hell?