Enveloped by Christmas. I like that. And so true. I especially like forcing myself to drink endless amounts of eggnog until it oozes from my pores. And sending banal, insincere greeting cards to people I haven't seen in 30 years. Also, doing my part to prop up a suddenly cheerful corporate America and buying exactly what it takes to increase their bottom line. Enveloped is good, but ensnared might be better.
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