Dec 18, 2006 12:12
I’m afraid there may not be a Christmas music rant this year. I just can’t get into the Christmas mood, joyful, irritated, or otherwise. It’s in the mid-60s, the Beatles are on the radio singing “Here Comes the Sun,” and if I had teleported here through time and space to save the cheerleader and/or my unbearably adorable red-headed girlfriend, you would be hard pressed to convince me it was not April.
Even what little Christmas music I’ve heard this year hasn’t annoyed me. I’ve not had one moment of “Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time” rage, nor one unwanted loop of “Pa Rum Pum Pum Pum” trapped in my brain. Probably because I haven’t heard either Paul McCartney or “Little Drummer Boy.” Therein lies the problem.
It’s like some sort of inverted Christmas special: “Oh, no, kids! Christmas music hasn’t been bothering Eva this year! Looks like we’ll have to cancel the Christmas music rant!” And then the kids save the day by teaching me the true meaning of nerve-grating Christmas music with their endearing shenanigans and Wings records, and I get all worked up at the last moment and the day is saved.
Here's hoping for the crazy antics of snot-nosed kids to save my usual Christmas music rage.
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