I Little Drummer Boy-ed myself inadvertently over the weekend, because I forgot it was on the Charlie Brown Christmas CD. (That version is, however, the only version I don't dislike. So if I had to lose, I'm glad it was that version.)
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm still in the game. I expect that to end the next time I go shopping.
I have not noticed Christmas music in the wild except at a CVS so far.
There are packages at my house. Direct from online places. Waiting to hear from my brother if they are from him.
I haven't heard it, but I don't mind it.
One of my normal Sirius radio stations is 49 Soul Town and they have shifted to Christmas music. It's been rather entertaining so far. Better than the other seasonal music stations I sampled by far.
I haven't heard the dogs barking Jingle Bells yet. I'm a little disappointed.
I have not heard Little Drummer boy yet.
I agree with the poopy week theory though. Assuming I make it to Friday, I am pretty sure that my major accomplishment for the week is still going to be not screaming "OMG WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU" at a co-worker today.
The kids and I decorated Christmas cut out cookies tonight with Olivia singing "Christmas time, Christmas time, I love Christmas time!" Followed by random made up lyrics about how nice Santa is and how we love him.
Today at work was so stupid, I couldn't even post about it without getting all rage-y. But I had a massage that wasn't horribly awkward and mentally uncomfortable (on my part; I just have a thing about strangers touching me) and seems to have helped my hip/back soreness, so it all balanced out.
I scooped the developers on solving a tester's problem. I did a ridiculous little dance in the developers' office because I'm always fighting to drag details out of them when they troubleshoot ops and they'll just be like "but we fixed it!" while I'm sitting there saying "you fix it, my job is to tell you how it's broken so you can fix it! You can't be the only experts."
This is a long-standing tug we have, and I guess I'm lucky that I can get away with doing a ridiculous victory dance in their office and yet am still taken seriously. Though I think they are gonna tell on me at the status meeting Friday. I will not reprise the dance, though.