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The hurry up holidays
December 16, 2012 - Wes Burns
Tis the season, people. The season for loud parties, vague memories, and a near lethal beverage called honey whiskey. The season for getting together friends and family, eating strange food you wouldn't touch at any other point during the year and generally enjoying the company of the loved ones.
Unless your loved ones live in a different state.
Or maybe they all live in the same state but one parent lives on the east side and one parent lives on the south side. Or maybe you have to take the kids to your mom's house, then your dad's house, then your spouse's parents house, the siblings house, and the grandparents house all the while dodging text messages from your friends asking exactly when you're going to be out at the bar.
The holidays are always filled with obligations. From Secret Santa at the office to forcing yourself to eat your grandmother's pistachio cake (I like pistachios, I like cake, why don't I like it?) obligations abound during the holidays. And it is kind of unavoidable.
And since this next week is going to be filled with returning friends and family and making plans for the rest of the year. Just keep in mind that, if a friend cant make it to the party, cut them some slack; chances are you aren't the only person they're disappointing that night.
Also- Honey whiskey is not to be trifled with. The more you know.