So here we are, 4 days (or "daze" depending how you feel) before Christmas.
I promised a Christmas version of confession Tuesday, one that included tears, so let's begin with that, what on earth would make someone cry at Christmastime? Wham UK, that's what.
To the confessional--
George Michael Always Knew What to Say--
I confess when I was 17, I sat in my car outside a friend's Christmas party and cried because "Last Christmas" came on the radio. It was 1986. My life was Christmas tree made of broken-heart ornaments.
What I remember-- the hedge to my left that hid me from my friends at the party, my cold old car, and believing I would never ever be happy again.
For the love of Mondegreens--
I confess I just learned *this year* that the lyrics to "Last Christmas" are not "A crowded room, friends in tie-dye, I'm longing for you, but you're so shy." No, the lyrics are actually, "Crowded room, friends with tired eyes, I'm hiding from you and your soul of ice."
Um, I have sung that song wrong for the last 26 years? Nice.
In truth, I think my lyrics are better (and I still sing them like that when the song is on.)
Written by Scrooge, perhaps?--
I confess I think the very worst line in a Christmas song is from one of my favorites, "Feed the World (Do they know it's Christmas?)
Here's the line--
And the Christmas bells that ring there
are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them
instead of you
I understand what they are saying about appreciating what we have, but sheesh, it's written in a way that's a little uncaring. And "clanging chimes of doom," I'm guessing that's the opposite of "silver bells" or "jingle bells."
Dashing through the snow, with our clanging chimes of doom...
Holy Chocolate Oranges, Batman!
I confess I am honestly addicted to these:
Terry's Milk Chocolate Orange Ball, 6.17-Ounce Boxes (Pack of 6) (BTW, I have no idea why a 6-pack of these are $36 on Amazon, ours was $2.99 last night and I will say they seem quite a bit smaller than last year (as does everything).
And for some reason, they are selling out all over my small town. I had a minor "you-better-not-pout" moment in Albertson's last night when they said they didn't have any.
If you have never tried one, you must. It's our Christmas tradition to always have one...or two, well, more like five. And what's also fun about them, is you get to slam them on the table before you eat them (it breaks up the slices). Love that.
Let's start the sugar early--
I confess every Christmas morning we wake up to satsuma oranges, chocolate bars, and maple bars.
I, of course, eat what I always have for breakfast-- coffee and swiss muesli with raspberry yogurt. But sometimes (read: always), I eat the maple frosting off a maple bar.
For the Troops & their Families--
I confess that this year there is another song that makes me a little emotional.
I look forward to the Christmas where we don't need a song to wish that no one was overseas in a war--
Wishing everyone peace in the new year.