Let’s keep up the theme of bad Christmas songs with this gem.
This damn song will always remind me of a toy goose that Trixie got for Christmas…and destroyed in one sitting. The Shoe Thief and Steve nicknamed it Honky the Christmas goose, and I had no idea what they were talking about. If I strained my brain, I would remember my dad singing just “Honky, Honky the Christmas goose…” just that line over and over again. Then I looked up the song. Eeeewwww. I’m glad my dad never sang the rest.
By the way, Steve, thanks for plaguing me with that damn Christmas donkey song this morning. I wasn’t even thinking about it and there it was.
So it’s Christmas Eve and we’re getting ready to head off into the wild blue yonder of family festivities. It’s 4 days of different parties, and hopefully stories for the holiday wrap-up. I hope everyone who celebrates it has a super Christmas. It’s sure weird having it so warm at Christmas…not that I mind the warmth…except for the part where I feel worried about where this is going. See you on the other side of Christmas, everybody.
This is the first Christmas I can remember where I’ve had to ask myself which coat I should bring. I’m sure I’m going to settle on the winter one because the weather is nuts and it could be freezing at any moment, but the spring one doesn’t seem like a stupid idea here on the 24th of December. Maybe I’ll wear one and pack the other, but probably not. Must remember that I’m going to have to bring new things home so need room.
Oh, and merry Christmas to everybody, of course.