On Saturday I was being tortured. Tortured I say. "Make it stop." I cried. "Make it stop or I'm going to throw up." And I was quite serious. Christmas music assaulted me from the car radio. Christmas music in November. I couldn't stomach it. The sound offended my senses, causing me to consider throwing myself from our speeding vehicle just to get away from it. "The audacity of some DJs." I thought. Christmas music in November. The nerve.
But today, just a few short days later...
I made school lunches to a lovely serenade of "Santa Baby", "Winter Wonderland", and "O Holy Night" and beamed, "I LOVE Christmas music. It's my favorite part of the holidays."
What can I say?
Today's December first.
And that changes everything.