If you follow me on any sort of social media, or like, ya know, read this blog, you know I’ve been struggling with getting into the holiday spirit. That’s a hot and cold relationship I’d prefer not to have. So to prove to you, my loyal and concerned readership (and not myself at all), that I AM TRYING, here’s the playlist I’ve disciplined myself to play from here on out – through the remainder of the holiday season. Halls WILL be decked and bells WILL be jingled, dammit!
- Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, *NSync
- The Christmas Song, Nat King Cole
- Because It’s Christmas album in entirety, Barry Manilow (shut up)
- Little Drummer Boy/Peace on Earth, Bing Crosby & David Bowie
- Merry Christmas Darling, The Carpenters
- Last Christmas, Wham! (shut up again)
- Happy XMas (War is Over), John Lennon
- Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town, Bruce Springsteen
- My Only Wish, Britney Spears
- All I Want for Christmas is You, Mariah Carey
Well, that was embarrassing. Two weeks left for this Grinch/Scrooge Combo to get on Buddy the Elf’s level. Can it be done??
I KNOW. I know. But I’m back and I haven’t mass murdered the employees of Verizon Wireless so that’s really all that matters, right? We’re going to pretend that I’m publishing this in a timely matter that’s consistent with everyone else’s Turkey Day recaps because it’s my
world blog so just go with it. Please & thanks.
To say I had THE BEST THANKSGIVING EVER, would actually be putting it lightly. I’m serious. As per my last post, my good friend Jordan (whom I’ve known since pre-Mrs. Divish second grade) decided to check the Macy’s Parade off her Bucket List and spend her holiday running around Manhattan in two layers of athletic pants, drinking Starbucks’ Christmas Blend and attempting to keep me away from drowning my sorrows in carbohydrates. Two out of three ain’t bad.
Alongside freezing our toes off for six hours on Central Park West, we spent the rest of her time here brunching on the Upper East Side, window shopping on 5th Ave., black Friday shopping downtown, counting 13 abandoned broken umbrellas due to terrifying weather, cooking for and attending a wonderful Friendsgiving in the Heights, watching Elf, visiting the lighting of the Christmas tree at South Street Seaport, and drinking too many Brooklyn Lagers. I had an absolute blast during the three days she visited, and I’m so thankful I was able to be a part of her first New York City experience.
And now, for the fuzzy cell phone pictures!