Sunday, December 24, 2006

Holiday depression open house

I've got seasonal affective disorder and 'tis the season.

What's on your mind?

11 comments:

Oklahoma kiddo said...

Good morning.

egregious said...

Hey cousin. I appreciate what you wrote about remembering the children who don't have anything.

Andrew Davey said...

Good morning...

And Happy Christmas Eve! : )

egregious said...

Hey Andrew!

Right back atcha.

We're sampling the Christmas cookies, making apple pancakes, and getting ready for present and evening church.

Andrew Davey said...

Mmmmm, Christmas cookies!

Well, in a couple of hours, I'll take my eggplant parmigiana out of the fridge and prepare a baby lettuce salad to go with that...

Even during the Holidays, I try to be unconventional. ; )

egregious said...

We just moved to Google along with lots of other blogspot accounts. And I just added sitemeter to the website. Both went smoothly -- yay!

jenny'o said...

are you kidding i have seasonal affective disorder all year.

TeddySanFran said...

good morning, all you!

SADly, I received a Mood Bulletin in yesterday's mail, from my healthplan. They recommend I keep a Mood Journal, tracking my ups-&-downs, and ascribe a Positive Affirmation to each swing.

What's the point of a Mood Journal if I need to document a Positive Affirmation? Can't some moods simply stand, rotten and alone, shivering in the Solstice, with nothing positive in their vicinity? Methinks my health plan doesn't really get the SAD.

Plus, our hummingbirds haven't returned since the second of our three little temblors. Missing the h'birds on Xmas Eve.

Cheers, all! Or not, as your mileage may vary (widely!!)

Kevin Hayden said...

Does bipolar mean we get two poles for Festivus?

Okay then. All you manics? Chill. You depressives? Visualize Bush as Marie Antoinette after her cakefest.

Now where's my ice cream?

Oklahoma kiddo said...

May the coming year be better than last.

egregious said...

Teddy--

I'm good with just acknowledging the ups and the downs, without trying to slap a happy face on them.

They are what they are.

Didn't Popeye do something with this? I yam what I yam...