I wish I could get a picture of all three cats, but Monte has sequestered himself upstairs until very recently. Now that the house is dark and quiet, he feels brave enough to jump on kitchen cabinets, throw up on the basement stairs, and snuggle up in my lap as I type this. Probably tomorrow morning he will go back to being a great big baby.
Merry Christmas!
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current book: The Ice Storm by Rick Moody. I’m not quite halfway through, and I’m not sure how much I like it. It’s definitely an interesting study of the 70s, that’s for sure.
current music: An endless stream of Christmas carols being piped through every speaker in the house. Sometimes this is okay. Sometimes it is not, such as when the Sandy Patty CD falls into rotation, or the Mannheim Steamroller Christmas (they have all the versions), or the really dreadful “soulful” a cappella Christmas CD. Soul-sucking, more like.
current socks: Some really amazing ones that Tim got me at the Sock Shop in London a few years ago: knee-highs with bright red toes and heels, black and gray stripes, and fuzzy green Christmas trees on the sides. I think tomorrow I will wear my old favorites: green socks with a reindeer entangled in lights and holding a glass of eggnog. The caption reads, “Blitzen Christmas.” Makes me laugh every year.
Hmmm….Christmas music is definitely one of those personal taste things, isn’t it?
Eventually the kids of today’s 20 year olds will be rolling their eyes as their parents pipe in their Mariah Carey Christmas CD.