Two Christmas themes have emerged that I was not expecting:
1. Nancy Sinatra. My brother gave me an LP of Boots. Who would have guessed then that she would make one of the best albums of 2004? Well I certainly didn't (since I wasn't alive). Also received a vaguely disturbing Nancy Sinatra plastic pink coin purse.
2. Fig candles. Brian and my mother gave me fig-scented candles. Its very masculine yet... figgy. Actually I have no idea what a fig smells like since I've never eaten one that is not in a cookie. But I do want to predict BIG THINGS for 2005. My previous predictions of mango and "waspy chic" went over well so this coming year is the year of the FIG.
I am in New Jersey at my parents until the 3rd or so. HappyWill woke up nearly in tears on Xmas morning. His parents had told him to listen hard for Santa's reindeer. Since he had not heard the reindeer he thought Santa had skipped his house. Consequently, my mother asked me if I had heard the reindeer on the roof. I said, 'No', and was chastised for losing my "wonder". I conceded and admitted I had heard the reindeer but they woke me up because the hooves are damned loud on the roof. And they were.
