holidays

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Pretty much any and everything disastrous that happens to you between now and January 8, 2017 can and should be directly attributed to Mercury and its bullsh*t behavior.

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I’ve been waiting years to celebrate my undying love of all things Christmas with my child, but now that my toddler is old enough to understand the joys of the holiday season I’ve realized that there are some things about the holidays that only a parent can understand.

It seems like everyone is an introvert these days.

We've got a little bit of everything: candles that smell like your favorite books, family pajamas that will last for years to come, and organizations to pick when giving the ultimate gift of a donation in your loved one's name to a cause they care about.

Though most associate this blessed occasion with Frank Costanza boisterously shouting “A Festivus for the rest of us!” and attempting to wrestle his own son to the ground, Festivus has an even richer history than you might imagine. The list of Festivus supporters is continually growing and the event’s practices are evolving at a rapid clip.

The holiday season presents numerous opportunities to celebrate and be with people we love and enjoy. It's also a constant source of potential triggers, just waiting to burst to the surface. Infinite stimulation creates a perfect storm to drown all of us in the overwhelm. As fun as the holidays can be, they can be a deep well of anxiety and exhaustion. Over the last decade, I've discovered what works best for me in regards to managing the holiday deluge. So, here's what's worked for me.