Monday, December 6, 2010
Flogging the Frightened Rabbit
"Laman, I'm not going to tell you to stop it one more time! Not one more time! Do you hear me? Not once more!"
"Lemuel, quit biting your sister."
"If you get out of my sight, someone will take you and you'll never see me again!"
All this combined with the screaming of babies and toddlers. Stores in Utah have a very high percentage of small children. Multiply by eight hours and you've got the makings of a terrific migraine.
Well, I haven't been able to bear the thought of listening to Christmas music yet (not even my favorite Twisted Sister Christmas) so the other day I put on a mix of Flogging Molly and Frightened Rabbit. Besides giving me a weird Scottish/Irish brogue for a while, it also depressed the hell out of me. I just have no holiday spirit this year. The tree is not up. No lights are hung. No time to do shopping for my own presents to give and not much money to do it with. And the hubby is narrating the ward's Christmas program in a couple of weeks. I really do NOT wnat to go and don't know what to do. With any luck I'll be working and I won't have to make the decision.
I'm in a Bah Humbug funk that I can't seem to pull myself out of. Is it just me this year or is anyone else feeling it? Maybe I'll put funny Christmas sweaters on the dogs. But I'd have to actually shop for them.