It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

Christmas carols, snow, twinkle lights, and holly. Christmas is here folks. I am 90% done my Chrismas shopping. Some of you are thinking "Really?! I haven't even started" while others are probably saying "Please! I finished before Thanksgiving!" If you would like to know the number one motivation of my early shopping it is that I get trampled by rowdy holiday crowds. Being petite in the mall during the frenzied atmosphere of December- it is unsafe! People knock into me, run me over, and generally perceive that I am invisible or impervious to pain. I am not complaining-just letting you know.

During the holidays I wonder what a rude person would do if you said "Did you know you are the rudest human being on God's green earth?" I wonder if they would be shamed by my accusation, or just go homicidal on me. I think this is why I have never asked. I am usually meek-in public. Not in real life.
Does anyone find it increasingly hard to shop for men? Husbands don't want a nice sweater and watch. They want new flatscreens, video game systems, and cameras. I guess someone could counter that argument by saying women want jewelery. Which I do (Nick are you reading this from OCS?)

Last but not least my mom, her best friend and daughter in law, and I (That sentence was jacked up, but I'm not going back to fix it) went to see "A Christmas Carol". This is my mothers favorite holiday story of redemption. She can rank the different versions of it and name actors who have played the best Ebenezer Scrooge. We went to see the Colonial Players perform this holiday classic in Naptown. I did not realize the theatre was 10x10 and I had to struggle not to make eye contact with Tiny Tim (Who IS the next Billy Gilman FYI) It was corny, but enjoyable. Scrooge was amazing. The ghost of Christmas future (or yet to come) was a little kid in a hooded robe with a creepy mask on. It looked like a jawa from Star Wars-and it fah-reaked me out! When we left the actors were lined up to meet us. Just before we passed Ebenezer my mom says to me "Oh you know I'm shaking his hand!" I'll leave you with my favorite "A Christmas Carol" lines.

"Are there no workhouses? Are there no prisons?"



"Come in and know me better, man!''

"I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man. A merry Christmas to everybody."