Is it too early to start pimping a Christmas book?
Waiting until after Thanksgiving before broaching the Christmas subject used to be the acceptable norm. But my neighborhood super store already has a Santa display next to the Halloween clearance table. Saturday I watched a holiday cookie competition show on my cooking channel of choice. We are planning our holiday office party, and All I Want For Christmas Is You was blaring from my car radio this morning. So, no, I’ve decided it’s not too early. By December 1st I’ll be viewing some of my treasured Christmas movies and hopefully adding new films to my list of favorites. I’m already shopping, doing some menu planning, and I’m eager to break out my decorations.
How ‘bout you? When do you jump feet first into the holidays?
All work and no play has left Jane a very dull girl indeed. When she’s not working her day job, she’s spending any free time toiling for the benefit of her neighbors as the president of her condo association. At the annual holiday party, her Secret Santa gives her a basket full of naughty sex toys, someone’s inappropriate joke at her expense. Next thing Jane knows, she’s waking up in a strange bed with very little memory of the night before.
Sprawled across red satin sheets with a pounding headache and throbbing private parts, Jane struggles to recall whose bed she’s in before her new bed buddy finishes showering. Bits and pieces of memory come back to her, but the recollections don’t comfort, only confound her. It seems she’s going to have a merrier Christmas than she was anticipating.