Bah Humbug?

It is the night before Christmas Eve and all through the house, everyone is running around like decapitated chickens. With family coming for dinner in two days, there is wrapping to be done, cleaning to do and cooking to start. We have shopped til we are ready to drop and could get jobs as extras for Zombieland II. I thought that the holidays were supposed to be relaxing. I guess that is all part of the fantasy that ends when you are no longer a child.