After being with carrdero for 5 years, he just recently pointed out to me a couple of days before Christmas, that he came to a conclusion that I get cooky around the holidays. Not that I make cookies, but that I get loonie. I do make cookies. I get like a child lost in a toy store. Crazie...wakow... Nuttie...out of my mind...you get the hint. Christmas movies comes on and I am like a child with her nose stuck to the screen of the TV watching Barney the purple Dinosaur. I know...bad example. People can steal a parking spot at the mall and I wouldn't care. Go Ahead...There's plenty more where that came from. I don't mind the walk. Sometimes green paper works anyways. Even during this time of year. No matter how I am, I still manage to get through the holidays. I work with mentall ill people where a lot of them don't have families to go home too. We make sure that the home they live in feels like their home with decorations and holiday spirit like. I have been out of work for a while but as soon as I got back to work, I made sure that the house is decorated in and out. I made sure that the house is filled with Christmas music and laughter. I made sure that we had a Big old Christmas party where we had some them invite some of their friends from their program since they don't have families and we invited our families and friends too. We brought them presents to open. It's the giving and to see the looks on their faces knowing that even though they have no real families, they have us. They have us as their family. I have worked every holiday from both my jobs since I have been out of Highschool. I have never had a holiday off in my life. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I would work a holiday for another day off.