I have Christmas music stuck in my head. Not that that's bad or anything, but anytime you have a song stuck in your head it tends to seem annoying whether or not it really is. I like Christmas music.
Today we're leaving for Wisconsin. I haven't packed anything yet, so that'll pretty much consume my afternoon.
Okay, sorry this is so short, but I have to go now. Bell's going to ring.
Mara
1 comments:
Brevity is the soul of wit. No doubt you'll be wittier than can be believed this weekend.
I like Christmas music, but I don't know that I like a steady diet of it from Thanksgiving to Christmas--it's rather like political campaigns--I love the bluster and bustle and excitement and spectacle, but I don't like drawing it out, too much. It loses its lustre for me, I think.
On that note, I hear that the new Jars of Clay Christmas album is something pretty spectacular, but I certainly don't have it.
Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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