To make myself feel better I made a Christmas CD with a bunch of fun music on it that would cheer up even the stubbornest of grinchy grinches. It has Harry Connick Jr., The Barenaked Ladies, and even Clay Aiken, God bless his stubbornly refusing to admit he's gay heart. I even have that Mariah Carey song "All I Want For Christmas Is You." It always makes me think of the movie Love Actually, which I didn't even like all that much, but I do heart both Colin Firth AND Hugh Grant...so whatever.
The only bad thing is that the car doesn't have a CD player, and although I have a portable CD player and one of those car converter thingies that plugs into the cigarette lighter, it's still not working. So, I guess I'm stuck with listening to the regular radio for my trip today, but as soon as I get home I'm going to turn on my Christmas music, drink hot chocolate (OK, probably Diet Coke), and dance around like a fool. Because I can, that's why.
Listen, I know that going to extremes and downloading Clay Aiken and Mariah Carey Christmas songs isn't the solution for everyone, but as I always say, "Any port in a storm." So there you go.
