Christmas.
The temp is at freezing. No snow. Some folks have lights on their homes. Alas, I don't. Though I smile at the memory of Dad stringing up the lights. And the years of our flocked turquoise Christmas trees. Trust me it worked!
So since it's almost Christmas and I'm thrilled it's Friday too boot--I will cue up one my favorite songs by the late, great Luther Vandross. My eyes still mist up as Luther tell me about Christmas Time. Wonderful, wonderful song.
Reminds me how much I miss Luther.
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Friday, December 4, 2009
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