What a long day this has been – and it’s not over yet. Not until I’ve finished my mug of Christmas Cheer. I’m rewarding myself for making poor choices. I decided tonight would be a good time to pick up some stocking stuffers, after working until 8:00 p.m. Most sane people would have headed home by then, wouldn’t you think? It is now going on eleven o’clock. I’ve been out there mingling with the crazies.
Actually it’s nobodys fault but my own for taking so long. I have a really hard time making up my mind about things, as if the fate of the world rests on my decisions. As long as there’s something funny and something to rot their teeth, kids are generally happy with whatever they get. I know that. But it doesn’t stop me from agonizing over things like tooth-brush colors. Because God Forbid someone should get a green one when they prefer purple.
Even though they come in only one color, I hope no one is going to ask me for a hippopotamus this year. I’d gladly sing the song for them though. This has been one of my favourite Christmas songs forever. No Christmas is complete without hearing it at least once, preferably by someone other than yours truly. Enjoy.