We’re two weeks away from Christmas and it’s a nasty December day here in south Florida. The sky is gray and it’s been misting all day. It’s not cold, really, the temp is 70, but it’s the kind of day that makes you want to stay home and avoid the rat race.
Which we didn’t today, because we needed to finalize our shopping so we can ensure all our loved ones have a holly, jolly Christmas. Oddly enough, I found that other shoppers out there are not necessarily holly or jolly. In spite of sparkly decorations, piped in holiday mood music, and huge bargains, folks are downright grumpy. On the upside, I thought the clerks and cashiers were pretty pleasant.
But fighting our way through traffic on this wet, soggy day, only to be run over by other shoppers in their search for yuletide gold, we began to appreciate the miracle that is Amazon Prime.
So mission accomplished, we’re back in our decked-out abode, and I couldn’t be happier. Tonight calls for a glass of wine in front of the fire, relaxing in the glow of the Christmas tree, with bluesy holiday music in the background.
I hope you enjoy Sheryl Crow and Merry Christmas, Baby. Happy Saturday night!