This second year of residency has been a true test of optimism. I've found myself becoming progressively more jaded and after my second round of night float things were especially grim appearing. I needed a some cheer and sparkle, and so as soon as the American Thanksgiving was within arms reach I put up my Christmas tree to bring some happy into my living room. Yes, I am admitting to commiting a crime against Christmas. I am almost that lady on the Target commerical who wears a bow sweater and trains for the holidays. Judge me if you will but it warms my heart to walk in to the sparkly, shiny ornaments clad tree.
And don't forget, the holidays have not begun until Mariah Carey rings through the malls.
