But then someone amazing happened. I stepped into the grocery store for a few minutes and they were playing one of the only Christmas songs I can actually tolerate:
Yay! Forget the peppy '50s ditties. That's much more like it. It's-so-cold-I'd-rather-be-sitting-on-a-beach Christmas. But I have to admit, it's not the only song that I don't totally regret being forced to listen to this time of year. I guess I have a few others. Tunes to which I can imagine that everyone celebrating Christmas has the same taste as me: champagne cocktails at the Nutcracker intermission. Total lack of gifts and instead formal affairs and conversations about the modern implications of the cultural appropriation of the Yule Log from Celtic pagan by early European Christians to increase the new religion's appeal. Or something.
Apparently, I have a thing about traditional British Christmas music. And, of course, A Muppet's Christmas Carol. It's the only Christmas movie that matters.
All right, well that's it for me, kids. Have a good holiday! See you in 2014! :)