It’s no secret that there is a plethora of Christmas music available. Any artist worth their caliber always has to put out at least one Christmas album, if not multiples. And there are compilations, ranging across all genres. Radio stations turn the switches to around the clock holly jolly before you even get the table cleared from Thanksgiving (sometimes sooner!). Even Pandora has numerous stations that you can choose, ranging from classic Christmas tunes to Rockin’ Holidays and Country Christmas.
Needless to say, there is enough cheer available and even the grumpiest Scrooge should be able to find something to fit their tastes.
I love Christmas music but only at Christmas (i.e. the time AFTER Thanksgiving and before New Year’s – anytime before or after and we are no longer friends). I love all types, from the bubbly Rockin’ Around the Christmas tree to the smooth crooning of Bing Crosby. But it never fails, year after year, that I come back to the same few albums that just get played over and over.
I thought my ears were never going to stop ringing.
The Sunday before last, Steve and I and two of our other couple friends headed out to the local fairgrounds, about five minutes from our house, to see the 98 Rock Fall Fest, which was supposed to be an all day long concert with some really great bands. If you head over to that link and read the comments, you’ll see that there were a few snags that made it rather miserable in the beginning.
The gates opened about three hours late, which the station is blaming on the bands though I’m not so sure what I believe because I know someone who set the stage up and said it was more the code inspectors. The lines were also ridiculous which is something to expect because there’s a ton of people gathered in one spot but all of the booths for food and drink, including beer and nonalcoholic drinks, were only accepting tickets. So you had to stand in line for tickets – Steve was waiting for an hour and a half – and then you had to stand in line for a wristband if you were drinking and THEN you had to stand in line for drinks and food.
Clutter is one of main enemies in my house. I hate it so much that at least once or twice a year, I make it a point to go through every nook and cranny in my home and purge it of things I don’t need or haven’t used. This includes clothes, kitchen utensils and gadgets, shoes, beauty things, books, linens, etc. I am pretty ruthless when it comes to what I get rid of. As a matter of fact, I hate it so much that for the most part, my house has been devoid of any trinkets or tchotchkes and I don’t store anything on my kitchen counters except for the bread box, knife block, paper towel holder and wine rack (the essentials).
So one would think this extends to all areas of my life and for the most part, it does. I’m relentlessly organized and clean at work. My car sometimes teeters on the edge of being bad but once it gets overwhelming I have to stop what I’m doing and clean it out too otherwise I start to panic a bit.