…And is perfectly OK with it.

Those of you that know me, know that I’m not a fan of Christmas, (or Hallowe’en, or Valentine’s Day. I am a fan of my birthday {not a national holiday YET} and International Talk Like A Pirate Day, and that’s about it). I don’t mind the eating good food and the family, but I hate the shopping, and the parking, and the malls with a fiery passion. Above all, I HATE THE MUSIC. I don’t care who was kissing Santa Claus last night, or got run over by a reindeer. I JUST DON’T. I particularly hate the fact that retailers put out the decorations and start the music the day after Hallowe’en; maybe it encourages other people to enter a shopping frenzy and stimulate the economy, but it just makes me pa rum pum pum pum my way into an awful mood. I also died a little inside when it became clear that EVERYONE has a Christmas album. Is it really necessary to have so many versions of the same song? Between the coke-fiend issue and their Christmas album, I’m a little sad for the Barenaked Ladies.

I feel it’s appropriate here, and I’m comfortable saying it: bah, flipping humbug.