Fa La La
This Christmas season is going by way too fast. Of course I can’t wait to pack up the furball and head home tonight, but the fact that Christmas is only days away means that the season is almost over. Sigh.
And my Christmas tree just started looking so festive with all sorts of red presents underneath it.
Excuse the cell phone photo — I was too lazy to get out the nice camera.
Also, once I go home for Christmas there’s no longer a chance that I’ll run into the Orange Line Caroler on the way to work in the morning. On Monday, he stepped onto the train and as soon as the doors closed behind him he launched into Angels We Have Heard on High. Solo, loud and a capella. And he did not stop until he’d sung every verse.
At first I was annoyed, and so were many other people, because the golden rule on the metro in the morning is silence. But as he continued and eventually finished the song with “Thank you, merry Christmas everyone!”, I really began to appreciate him. And now I’m sad that I won’t see him again.
I fully intend to soak up the rest of this week (and next week, since it’s still technically the holiday season) and sit by the fire with the family, watch Christmas movies, eat festive treats, and do other Christmasy things. Maybe I’ll even go caroling alone, loudly, on the metro.