And I was at work, trying to figure out what to write.
I’m tapped out this year for some reason. I didn’t even speculate about Santa!
I think Christmas happening on a Tuesday, and the basement sewage problem, and the national mood vis-a-vis guns and violence have all contributed to me being a little off.
And that’s okay.
Here’s one of my favorite things I ever wrote about Christmas; it’s from 2009.
“Somewhere, a baby was born. Somewhere, there was a star.”
(We’ve discovered some new Christmas albums this year — thanks, Spotify! Here’s “O Holy Night” as sung by the Glee cast. Still my favorite Christmas hymn ever.)
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.