all i want for chrithmath.

Every year around November 1st I start to get the little Christmas feva. Don't judge... I know that's almost a 2-month's advancement on the excitement, but frankly I don't give a damn. There's nothing like a little Silver Bells blaring through my speakers on a Monday morning commute. But what's really precious is Korn's rendition of Jingle Bells which they appropriately renamed Jingle Balls. Nice. In it, the "singer" screams to the high heavens about jingling balls... or at least that's what I get from all of the rawr's and blaaaaaaaahhh's that come out of that guy's mouth. There might be a falala here and there; hell if I know. Seriously, he's gonna be one hellapissed monkey when he's 64 with only a few shreds of his vocal folds left. Aaaaand that's my musical soap box.

Along with the whole holiday music thing (and Josh Groban's months in the spotlight--bless his heart) comes CHRISTMAS LISTS! Ohhh yeah. Who didn't rifle through the JC Penney Christmas edish catalogue when they were 8, picking out the year's best toys and games? Not me. I was practically drooling when that beast came in the mail. I would spend hours in the middle of the living room floor with my list growing exponentially as I turned each page. I'm not even embarrassed to admit that. I'm also not embarrassed to admit that I was a little heartbroken this year to learn the JCP has discontinued their gargantuan catalogues. I mean, for my nieces' sake and stuff...

This year I looked back on my Christmas list and realized a couple of things. 1. I'm 23 and still making a list. <--nottadamnthing wrong with that, 2. Most of my options say "[insert thing] or money for [insert thing]" and 3. I'm turning into my mom. <--also nothing wrong with that since my mom happens to exceed my own awesomeness twenty-fold. Seriously, she's a star.

But really, all I want for Christmas is listed below:

1. A mega snuggle sesh. <--ahem, K.O. that's for you.
2. Peace on Earth.
3. For George and Stella to suddenly lose their claws.
4. A coffee grinder.
5. More bestie time.