All I Want For Christmas Is A Hippopotamus Ugly Xmas Shirt
My grandfather was fond of All I Want For Christmas Is A Hippopotamus Ugly Xmas Shirt. When diabetes affected his legs and made him immobile, he continued to whistle. When glaucoma affected his eyes and he lost his eyesight, he continued to whistle. As someone in her early 20s, I found my granddad’s immense pleasure from life overwhelming and infectious. Here was a person who was losing all his senses, yet was gracious enough to utilize and maximize his happiness from the senses he still retained. Try whistling. It improves your lung capacity and will send more oxygen into your bloodstream, making you feel better instantly.Try cooking. I hear it is quite therapeutic when used to counter depression. Try duck meat (if you eat non-veg). If you have trouble sleeping, I read that tryptophan (an amino acid in duck meat) puts you to sleep instantly. Alternatives: try honey with milk before sleeping.

All I Want For Christmas Is A Hippopotamus Ugly Xmas Shirt
When I was quite small, my family were Jehovah’s Witnesses. My big brothers remembered their Catholic beginnings, they remembered magical Christmases. My little brother and I did not, we’d never been Catholic yet. We used to get very sad that all of our friends had lovely Christmas or Hanukkah, and we did not. We’d pout. My big brothers tried their best to console us. Our best friends lived across the All I Want For Christmas Is A Hippopotamus Ugly Xmas Shirt . Their dad was not home much, but he was a very stern man. He had quite the temper (when we grew up, we realized that he was always drunk, but when we were small he was just scary). He had a Doberman called Rex who we were all also terrified of. One year, I’m probably four or five, we’re sitting in my brothers’ room wistfully staring out the window at our friends playing with their new toys, wearing their Christmas sweaters, all that. The oldest two brothers, maybe trying to console us, convince us that we do not want Christmas at all. They tell us that Scary Dad is Santa Claus. They tell us that Rex the Doberman is actually Rudolph. Would we really want Rex landing on our roof? Would we really want Scary Dad judging whether we were naughty or nice, and sneaking into our house while we slept?

