I began listening to carols on the ride home this evening. It was cold, damp and windy. I hate that kinda weather.
I wanted to feel better. I wanted happy.
To borrow from another song, I needed a little Christmas.
I know there are those out there who feel Christmas should stay hidden until the day after Thanksgiving, and should put itself away on December 31. I'm not one of those people. I want to squeeze as much goodwill out the season as I can.
Don't harsh my holiday buzz with any "one holiday at a time" talk. As the wind howls outside, I'm grateful for Andy.
