"'When it's gonna rain?' I say, 'When it's gonna stop?'"

Up until Tuesday, this had been far and away the best Christmas season ever. Maybe there were some better ones when I was little, but none come to mind. So, without question, the best Christmas ever.

Then, on Tuesday, my car dies. $1500 later, its picked up and returned in perfect condition. Joy to the World! When I go back to get Merrin's car (which I had left @ her Mother's who drove me to the dealership), Merrin's car won't start. So, I stand out in the rain and try to jump start it. Nothing. I call a tow truck –my second of the week– and they take it in. Turns out it just needed a battery. $50. Joy to the World! And I drive it home and on the way (no, wait it for it) the speedometer quits working. And (insert Jaws music here) it's starting to shift roughly. I'm thinking, "Four letters, sounds like chit."

So now, we're getting Merrin's car towed in to the transmission shop. Hopefully, it's just a sensor or minor glitch. I don't know how much more "festive holiday fun" I can take. Merrin & I were both sniping at each other all day because we're so worried about her car.

So, in the spirit of Christmas, I offer this yuletide carol to my wife:


Take back the holly and mistletoe
Silver bells on strings
If I wrote a letter to Santa Clause
I would ask for just one thing
I donít need sleigh rides in the snow
Donít want Christmas that is blue
Take back the tinsel, stockings, and bows
Cause all I want for Christmas is you

I donít need expensive things
They donít matter to me
All that I want
Canít be found
Underneath the Christmas tree
You are the angel that tops my tree
You are my dream come true
Santa canít bring me what I need
Cause all I want for Christmas is you

On the posative side, congrats to "the grad". (More info & video here)

And, on the plus side, I bet I remember this Christmas for years to come!

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