Willpower...

  

I have none.  And that's all I have to say about that.

Not really--I do have more to say.  I finally gave up on waiting until after Thanksgiving to do Christmas and let the kids turn on the Christmas radio station.  I have already heard Springsteen's version of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" about six times.  Five weeks to go.  Oh boy...I don't get it.  Nearly every singer has done at least one Christmas album.  That means at least 10 songs.  Ten songs times thousands of singers times about seventy years.  I'm too lazy to do the math, but this has to yield hundreds of thousands of versions of songs.  So why do I keep hearing the same ten?  At this point, it's a tradition to listen to our local "Lite" station playing those same ten songs all day, then listen to "Delilah" at night, playing requests, which just happen to be those same ten songs.  How exactly does this work?

When we all get completely frustrated with hearing George Michael breathily puff out the words to "Last Christmas" we switch to CD's, but after a few days, even those 10 or 15 CD's get a little old too.  Except for James Taylor.  NEVER gets old.  But anyway, my point is that I need more (Christmas) music in my life. Living the far-less-than-frilly life means I have no satellite radio and no Ipod dock.  What's a girl to do?  Well, I think I have a solution.  I made an impulse buy of a tiny but powerful speaker about a year ago, a deeply discounted Ebay Daily Deal.  I'm not sure if there's a car charger, but  I'm sure there's a way to get it to work in the car.  I'm thinking that I can hook up either a phone, Ipod, laptop or some device to it and get a break from Amy Grant's rendition of "Grownup Christmas List", "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year", or Amy Grant's rendition of anything.  Totally not a fan.
I also caved and started watching Christmas movies on the Hallmark Channel.  Add that to my list of "must see t.v." as long as I'm at my Mom's.  I have to admit that they're pretty cute.  Schmaltzy, but cute.
So the season has officially begun.  This is going to be a very non-traditional Christmas for me, without my own home to decorate.  But it still holds promise, and it will still be great.
 I'm with family, so I really am home.