Christmas!!!!

Thus far, I've tried to maintain some restraint regarding my excitement over Christmas. It was a little touch and go there for awhile, however. About a week and a half ago I changed the ringtones on my phone, I now wake up to Merry Christmas Darling by the Carpenters and my incoming calls are signaled by Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas is You. Yes, you read correctly, Mariah Carey. But can I help it if Mimi sings fantastic Christmas songs? Like Heather say...don't hate, congratulate.

In any case, since Thanksgiving is officially over and it is nearly December 1st, all bets are off. It's officially time to start getting into the Christmas spirit. And what better way then a reading of Santaland Diaries by David Sedaris? For me, it's just not Christmas without hearing Sedaris read from Holidays On Ice. Sure you can read the book, but his reading is soooo much better. His vocal intonations and nasally voice make all the difference. Listen here. I will personally guaranty that listening to Sedaris regale you with his stories of being Crumpet the Elf (later to be known as Blisters the Elf) at Macy's Santaland will get you in the holiday spirit.

So far this Christmas is lookin' pretty good. Heather and I are the official game planners for our office Christmas party (it's kind of a twofer in that we don't have to participate in the games and we get to have the partners and staff make fools of themselves. It's kind of like an extra Christmas bonus!). I won't go into detail just yet, but the games should be both ridiculous and fantastic. I will say that we did decide to nix the "guess the bald spot" game. Although, the balding gentlemen in our firm did voluntarily have pictures of their bald spots taken at the last Christmas party (yes, alcohol was served), so I don't think anyone would have taken too much offense.

Kind of bummed that we did not find out about the theme and deadline for the Honolulu Hale Wreath decorating contest until the last minute. The theme this year is Holiday Heroes. Come on, they are just begging for someone to enter a Wreath made of holiday sandwiches. If only I had known sooner, that someone could have been me.

Let the merriment begin!!

PS. If I worked at Santaland my elf name would be Freckles and I would tell people to step on my magic star and see Dog the Bounty Hunter.