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just so you know

...the song "So This is Christmas" makes me really cynical. I cannot hear it without thinking of every line in an unhealthily sarcastic way. And what is with the "war is over" part of the song? It's just thrown in there.

...if they put a lifetime, absolute ban on the song, "Grandma Got Ran Over by a Reindeer" I would be right there cheering on the decision.

...I can only hear "Feliz Navidad" so many times before I feel like smashing a guitar over someone's head just so they'll stop singing it.

...having the school teach our first grader the "12 Days of Christmas" is really great, especially when she has to sing THE WHOLE THING at the dinner table, or while I'm trying to do her hair, or as she cleans up her toys, or when she has two free seconds to open her mouth and start it.

...Listening to Christmas music isn't really putting me in the right mood this year.

...the Walmart Christmas commercials, on the other hand, totally crack me up.

Comments

Barbaloot said…
Merry Christmas to you too:)
Nikki said…
I can't stand "Do you hear what I hear?" by anyone but Martina McBride. HATE IT. And "Last Christmas" drives me bonkers, too. I know it's a little late, but Pandora's variety of Christmas stations made me very happy this year.

Merry Christmas!
Wonder Woman said…
Sorry, I'm at my inlaws and didn't know I was signed into my SIL's account!
Rachel Sue said…
And it's gone. . . hold on.

OH. Apparently I haven't been watching enough TV. Because you are the second person to mention the walmart commercials, but I haven't seen them!

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