And I blame Christmas music. I do. Think I'm exaggerating? Fine. You try to make it all the way through Vince Gill's Let There be Peace on Earth dry-eyed. Go ahead, I dare you — just don’t try it in public, since it may not go well. Unless you’re an icicle, you’ll grab a Kleenex … Continue reading : this world is breaking my heart :
Tag: christmas
: the case for santa claus :
The truth is, I harbor a deep, undying hope Santa is real and have for my whole, entire life. There, I’ve said it and I’m glad. You’re welcome to mock and scoff, because I know it's dumb. My sister outed Santa when I was only 6 and she left absolutely no room for doubt. After … Continue reading : the case for santa claus :
: the home alone christmas :
It’s not my first one, either, not by a long shot. They’re all like this, which is to say disastrous. Oddly enough, at some point during the holidays I’ll play almost every role in the movie: the bumbling burglars, the abandoned kid, the scatter-brained, panicky woman, the ill-tempered neighbor, the whole kit and caboodle. These … Continue reading : the home alone christmas :
: how I spent Christmas night :
With a laptop stuck in my pants. Perhaps you think I’m kidding; I’m not. See, I decided Christmas was an ideal time to do laundry. I’d have the laundry room all to myself. It would be wonderfully peaceful, maybe even offer a little redemption (what with the washing of stains and all), plus I could … Continue reading : how I spent Christmas night :
: two wildly unrelated thoughts :
Please, forgive me for this lapse into disjointed thinking -- not that it's bigly different from the usual nonsense -- but I couldn't find a way to link them, there's no commonality whatsoever. So I threw up my hands and abandoned any sense of pride. Well, two thoughts? Heh, no. One brain spasm ↑ and one … Continue reading : two wildly unrelated thoughts :
: aargh, this isn’t what I wanted for Christmas :
Winter wonderland, my eye. Snow is a blight upon the land. Granted, a nice clean layer of snow is lovely. It hides all manner of ugliness and decorates the world like a wedding cake. For a minute or two. Then along come the cars and plows and shovels and blowers and the loveliness disappears, poof. … Continue reading : aargh, this isn’t what I wanted for Christmas :
