I took my birthday off of work. October 29th. I was wondering around doing some quiet shopping and there's Christmas stuff everywhere. Happy Birthday Lauren, it's Christmas! GOOD GRIEF! I guess it's fine. I can ignore it, right? Not really.
On the most unmentionable day of this week (Monday) I left work to pick up my son from school and was trying to find a radio station without commercials. I finally landed on one, it was playing "Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time." Alright, the Universe knows I hate Monday AND that song. Nice one. I change the station because I would rather listen to a crummy commercial, but then I have to hear the awful Candy Kitchen commercial. COME ON PEOPLE!!! Ocean City is closed, no one ever needs to go to Candy Kitchen anyway. For the love of everything, please stop playing that commercial. Touche Monday.
The holidays are just lovely, especially having a little one to share it with. Maybe there is something to getting into the spirit a littler earlier than usual. I did feel a little bit of excitement when the Grinch song came on the radio.
Should I forgo my annual list of most hated Christmas songs? NO.
The following is what I will commit to - Ahem....
I will burn my cinnamon scented candle before Thanksgiving, but I will wait to light the cedar pine candle. Electric candles in the windows will not be turned on until November 29th, which is good because that gives me 15 days to go buy replacement candles that either got destroyed by baby or cats. While I may comment here and there about all of the Christmas songs I hate, I will wait to post the official list until the first week of December. When I see those big blow up Christmas lawn things I will only think to myself that I want to pop them, instead of saying it out loud. I will not send out Christmas cards with my cats wearing reindeer antlers or Santa hats, even better I just won't send out Christmas cards at all.
I am going to wrap a turkey in bacon for Thanksgiving. I can't wait. Merry Thanksgiving!
