A Heavenly Party

Question: is it too early to play Christmas songs?

Wait! Before you boo and throw tomatoes, please know that I can’t stand seeing Christmas displays before Halloween either (though I’m cool with the pre-Thanksgiving decorations).

Here’s the deal: Ron’s at a football game with the guys, so I’m thinking I might throw myself a party.

A heavenly party.

It’s cold and rainy, I’ve been up since 5am, and I have the entire evening to myself -- which means my grand plan is to take a hot bath, put on cozy pajamas, and cuddle on the couch with my dog and a stack of magazines.

Did you hear that Callie? You can jump on the furniture tonight (Woof, she says).

Anyway, I was also going to throw in some tunes. But my pile of CDs is slim pickings—I’m not a “music” person – except for the Christmas music, which I looooove.

Take your pick:
Nat King Cole crooning The Christmas Song?
Bing Crosby and Little Drummer Boy?
Amy Grant’s Breath of Heaven?
Ella Fitzgerald singing The First Noel?
Luciano Pavarotti belting O Holy Night?

Ooooo, I’ve got it – how about Handel’s Messiah?

I can pretend I’m in the mood for classical. Or choir music. Or London theatre. Deep down, I will be the only one who knows my mood is stirring up images of white snow, the Nativity, and evergreens.

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And the Glo-oooo-oooo-oooRY!
And the glory of the Lord shall be Re-ve-ee-aled!

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