Christmas is a Time for Happy Ridiculousness.

I'll admit it: Until 11:59pm on November 30th, I'm a scrooge.

I don't want to hear Christmas carols before December first, and don't you dare play them all year long. Even then, I'd rather not have Christmas songs be ALL I hear.

BUT.

About two weeks before Christmas my mood starts to shift.

Last night I watched "White Christmas."

I sat in the living room, curled up on the couch with Bennet, singing along with Bing and Danny and Rosemary and Vera Ellen. Kind of loudly.

One of my roommates came down at one point, and in response to my excited "I'm watching White Christmas!" she called me a tool.

Psh.

I won't watch that movie in May. Or in October. Or any of those other non-December months. But when I do, I will watch it with glee. And sing along. Because, really, how can you not?


"Snow, snow, snow, snow, SNOW!! It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow...."




{8 days until I leave for the north.}