A depressing thought.

Last night, Mr. B and i were driving home and past the ol' Pier...I saw the Crimble decorations and actually got a little nostalgic. I actually missed opening all those little tiny boxes and seeing all the Crimble coming out. And I didn't get to have shite coffee at 2 AM, rushing to finish putting the decorations out, decorating trees and having glitter fights. And then drive home, exhausted, and wait to hear a million people complain the next day that "it just gets earlier and earlier every year doesn't it?" when it really doesn't and the only reason it's out now is because people buy it and if they didn't, it wouldn't be out so stop complaining.
Wait...nostalgia just past.