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Christmas Spirit
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
-- Garrison Keillor
Monday, December 21, 1998
One year ago: In-Santa-Cide
I just don't feel Christmasy yet. When I told Jack that, last night in the car, he started singing "Jingle Bells" at the top of his lungs, to put me in the mood. This made me laugh, but didn't instill that holiday feeling.
I only worked about three hours today. The snow started falling, so I left at midmorning and came back home, after an unsuccessful stop to buy a space heater. I think my downstairs neighbor must be away! Usually my living room might be chilly, but the bedroom and kitchen remain comfortable. But if the guy living below me has his heat turned down, and the outside temperature never gets above the twenties, that might lead to a "meat-locker" atmosphere in the entire place. Tomorrow I'll prospect a bit farther to buy that space heater, and get some other shopping done as well. Greenwood, here I come! Fred Meyer is located across the parking lot from Top Ten Toys there.
I was debating about going to the solstice feast, but decided against it due to cold and ice. They're always saying when the road conditions are iffy, "Don't drive if you don't have to." I'm sure Jane could have used my help with the food tables, but instead I crawled under the covers and took a nap.
Even Jessye Norman singing on TV didn't quite make it like Christmas, but I did enjoy it. I love her voice, and she's got the diva thing going on. Maybe I'll pull out a few Christmas decorations tomorrow; that might help. I'm not depressed or sad, in fact I'm feeling good! Just not very seasonal.
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