'tis the season

I have finally given in. No white Christmas for me, but I think I've accepted this. It's easier to admit that it is Christmastime when seeing my family is finally imminent. There are Christmas carols coming from my stereo. And I do have to admit that the combination of DMB's Christmas Song and the Muppets We Wish You a Merry Christmas makes me smile. I even put up Christmas lights. They're wrapped around the fan above my bed and look like nothing more than a white trash chandelier. But, if I squint all I can see is the lights and the reflections off the white and silver ornaments I hung on the mess. What can I say? No matter how hard I try my decorations will forever be more Charlie Brown than Martha Stewart.