This is an excerpt from a column in the L.A. Times, by Chris Erskine. It is his zany thoughts on Christmas and its effect on marriages:
Me, I like the way the holidays strain a marriage -- rattle it to its core -- then make it stronger. Like Army boot camp.
My wife, after all, once fell into her own purse. By explanation, she is a petite woman who favors very large handbags. It has more to do with proportion than bad balance.
So during the holidays, our marriage is like a sleigh ride off a very steep roof.
Mary and Joseph, they started it all. Imagine that conversation -- on a cold night, everything closing.
Him: What do you mean I'm "not exactly the father"?!!
Her: We can talk about this at the hotel.
Him: What hotel?
Her: You didn't get us a hotel?
Two-thousand years later, not much has changed. We fight. We laugh. The holidays are holy. The holidays are nuts.
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