Brief recap for those who still haven’t figured out that following my life is essential:
My husband got the proverbial offer he couldn’t refuse - a great job. The downside is that he’s living and working in Baltimore while we’re stuck here in Florida. We made the decision before he went for his first interview that the Perfect Child[sup]TM[/sup] would finish her last two years of high school here. So he’s been up there for a couple of weeks.
He and I are meeting in Lumberton, NC for the weekend - gotta have that conjugal visit, ya know. The kid decided she’d make a batch of her dad’s favorite cookies - oatmeal - for me to take to him. Nice kid, huh?
I got home and was greeted by the yummy aroma of freshly baked cookies, and the sound of Christmas Carols on the stereo. Yes, Christmas Carols!! :eek: The smell of cookies baking means Christmas to her, so naturally, she needed the proper music.
On the upside, the cookies are very good - she does well in the kitchen.
On the downside, the therapy could be quite expensive. Christmas Carols in July. It’s in the 90s outside. The air conditioner has been running a lot. My plants have been looking wilty. She’s playing Christmas Carols.
The Christmas Song by Mel Torme (a collaboration with someone else I think) was written in the heat of the summer just to see if they could write a song that evoked the wintery feeling when it was sultry hot out.
Perhaps she just wanted the wintery feeling the music brings while she baked?
You’re meeting in LUMBERTON? Be sure to get your Dacid Lynch tapes out (Yes, this is THE Lumberton where Blue Velvet was filmed. You’ll find it has NOTHING to do with the movie - but it WILL be god-awful HOT.
You know, they say that the nut doesn’t fall far from the tree. And no, at the price of my life, I won’t tell you what I initially thought this thread was about.
I wasn’t even thinking of that interpretation myself. It was more along the lines of “She’s lost it? Okay, she’s gone completely bonkers and had to be committed to the local psych ward for observation.” (sorry, FCM… no offense intended)
At least she doesn’t sing Christmas Carols all year round like my siblings do… they do it just to bug me, though. All our very close friends know about this habit of theirs, so they’re not surprised when (for example) they come over and hear my sister singing “O Holy Night” from the shower. Or if we’re driving along somewhere and my brother suddenly bursts into his best rendition of “Silent Night.” :rolleyes:
Maybe she just wanted to beat this heat and everything. That’s probably it.
I have a friend who just likes Christmas music. He listens to it all year. Once we took a road trip down I-5 in California in July, and since he was driving, it was Christmas carols all the way.
Mess with her head: during the Yuletide season make lots Fourth Of July-type food. Cole slaw, potato salad, deviled eggs, baked beans, BBQ, grilled hot dogs, etc.; and play nothing but patriotic songs and John Phillip Sousa tunes.
robinc308 think you could be on to something there.
FCM just to be completly off the topic - remember those pictures you e-mailed me? My boss still hasn’t worked out what the heck is going on with them. He doesn’t ask about them as often now, its down to about once a week he wonders who the pictures are of. I’ve helped him out a bit by telling him “its my Fairy Chat Mum” but happily it just made him more confussled.
