Fri, Dec 3, 2010
I thought in honor of yesterdays post pronouncing my Christmas decorating rehabilitation, I would share another one of my Christmas shortcomings. This one will not be rectified this year. Yes, we are decorating this year. No, this one won’t change. Enjoy.
First posted on November 25, 2009:
Over the last few days, friends of mine have been blogging and talking about putting up their Christmas decorations. Their houses are clean and organized and it appears that a little Christmas something is donning every available space. I bet that they also have Christmas music gently filling their mulling spice scented home. A gorgeous and inviting image of what a home at the holidays should be.
I don’t decorate. Now, I don’t think that is too uncommon. I am sure there are plenty of people that don’t go all out. That is not my secret. I’m OK with my non decorating status. I wish I did, but I don’t.
Here is my dirty little Christmas secret:
I hate Christmas music. As my daughter would say. “Mom, hate is a strong word.” Which my reply would be “Yes, dear, that is why I am using it.” I can’t stand, loathe, am repulsed by and have total disdain for Christmas music. I can handle one or two in a row on the radio or in the mall. But more than that and I begin to feel feverish, body ache starts creeping up on me and a headache is not far off.
Did something happen to me as a child? Was I beat with a Carpenters Christmas album? Rocked to sleep nightly by Christmas with the New Christy Minstrels? I have no idea. I just detest it with every ounce and fiber in my being. It doesn’t matter if Mariah Carey and Taylor Swift, Nine Inch Nails and Metallica or Bing Crosby and Micheal Buble are singing. Any style, any genre, any band playing holiday fare and my left eye twitches and I want to run away screaming.
I know how important it is to most everyone else in my life so I will fake it. When my baby girl is on stage at her Christmas performance I will move and sway to her singing pa rum pa pa pum like it was the first time I have ever heard it. Not the actual 100th time since she has been practicing every night, all night since practically the first day of school. No, love is sacrifice, right? And I reeeealllly love my little girl.
Anyone with me? Do you love or despise Christmas music?
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