Hi! Did you think I was dead? I wasn't.
It's December, though, and I don't think I need to explain myself beyond that. Shopping. Partying. Planning. Trying to avoid Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas is You. And, as a card-carrying member of the adult set (the card I am referring to here is my driver's license, which says I am 30 even though I'm certainly not more than 22), all of that is piled on top of all the responsible adult things I was already doing before the Christmas season hit.
I have been extra responsible this year. I know Santa primarily concerns himself with 'naughty' and 'nice,' but maybe there's a bonus points system?
Although, and if you are my friend on Instagram you already know this, I kind of forgot to teach Sullivan about Santa. Like, at all. We saw a Santa Claus at a thing a few weeks ago and he yelled, "Oh hey! Is that a mountie?" And that was when it occurred to me that kids aren't born knowing this stuff, we responsible adults have to lie to them about it first.
So Santa might bypass our house altogether this year. And that's okay, because we just don't have room for more stuff in here. And Sully doesn't even want more toys; he only wants jazz brushes, which Barclay and I are buying for him, so thanks but no thanks, Mountie Santa.
Anyway.
Mostly, the reason I'm dropping in right now is to remind you about the playlist I made last year of really great Christmas songs that are not All I Want For Christmas is You.
I'm listening to it right now, and even added a few new songs this year (I forgot to include Hawksley Workman in last year's version and I feel extra bad about it now because I went and saw him at the Exchange last week and remembered how great and strange his Christmas album is... Thanks for the reminder, Folk Fest).
Someday, I'll have enough really great Christmas songs that are not All I Want For Christmas is You to last a whole Christmas party.
And then I'll have to throw a Christmas party.
And have so many people in my house.
Which I'll have to clean ahead of time.
And clean again afterward.
(Actually maybe I'll just play my playlist quietly to myself. If you do the same at the same time, it's almost like we're partying together. Well aren't we so spunky and fun?)
It's December, though, and I don't think I need to explain myself beyond that. Shopping. Partying. Planning. Trying to avoid Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas is You. And, as a card-carrying member of the adult set (the card I am referring to here is my driver's license, which says I am 30 even though I'm certainly not more than 22), all of that is piled on top of all the responsible adult things I was already doing before the Christmas season hit.
I have been extra responsible this year. I know Santa primarily concerns himself with 'naughty' and 'nice,' but maybe there's a bonus points system?
Although, and if you are my friend on Instagram you already know this, I kind of forgot to teach Sullivan about Santa. Like, at all. We saw a Santa Claus at a thing a few weeks ago and he yelled, "Oh hey! Is that a mountie?" And that was when it occurred to me that kids aren't born knowing this stuff, we responsible adults have to lie to them about it first.
So Santa might bypass our house altogether this year. And that's okay, because we just don't have room for more stuff in here. And Sully doesn't even want more toys; he only wants jazz brushes, which Barclay and I are buying for him, so thanks but no thanks, Mountie Santa.
Anyway.
Mostly, the reason I'm dropping in right now is to remind you about the playlist I made last year of really great Christmas songs that are not All I Want For Christmas is You.
I'm listening to it right now, and even added a few new songs this year (I forgot to include Hawksley Workman in last year's version and I feel extra bad about it now because I went and saw him at the Exchange last week and remembered how great and strange his Christmas album is... Thanks for the reminder, Folk Fest).
Someday, I'll have enough really great Christmas songs that are not All I Want For Christmas is You to last a whole Christmas party.
And then I'll have to throw a Christmas party.
And have so many people in my house.
Which I'll have to clean ahead of time.
And clean again afterward.
(Actually maybe I'll just play my playlist quietly to myself. If you do the same at the same time, it's almost like we're partying together. Well aren't we so spunky and fun?)
2 comments:
I love the Mountie Santa story and I look forward to my party invite. (I should probably have another party myself before trying to invite myself to other people's parties.)
Haha! If I have a party, you're on the guest list.
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