December 10: Favorite Christmas scent
Cinnamon. And now I've got this wretched piece of pop running through my head. On a continuous loop. "One potato, two potato, three potato, four. Open up cinnamon, I want more ..."
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I am not clicking on the video because I'm susceptible to earworms. Not gonna. Although maybe it would replace Dominick the Donkey.
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna give this earworm a miss, too.
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