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Five more days and counting....

Okay, I have to admit that I really do not like the whole commercialized Christmas Hoopla. I'm not a big fan of Christmas music, snowman and Santa Clause figurines, or metallic garlands of green and red. I cringe each time I hear the song "Frosty the Snowman" (unless it is sung by my nephew, who gives it his own special twist) and flinch away from all the bedazzled, sparkly, moving Christmas decorations. My family often asks why D and I don't decorate for the holidays, there is no tree, no lights, not even a sprig of mistletoe. They don't understand that our home is the only respite we get from the decoration blitz. The outside world is just too much right now, I'm way over stimulated every time I walk out the door. The blinking Christmas lights my neighbor seems to add more of each day doesn't help matters either.

That being said, I have found the most hilarious site to help get all those who Grinch, like myself, the holiday spirit. Elfyourself.com provided the best 20 minutes of wasted time I have ever enjoyed. The site is sponsored by Officemax, and it gives you the opportunity to make anyone you know turn into an elf and get their groove on. I morphed my boss into said elf and then proceeded to show everyone the fruit of my efforts. It might have started a trend at work. People were elphing each other left and right. It was fabulous. The site also has some Christmas short films, games, and basic time wasters. Check it out, I promise it will lift your holiday spirits.

For an example of just how much fun this can be, cut and paste the following link:
http://www.elfyourself.com/?userid=0370afdffbebadfa42cf1f9G06121816

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