Thursday, December 22, 2005

It's beginning to

feel a lot like Christmas. Sooo dark. Singing "Sleigh Ride" in the shower. What a dork I am.

My new favorite Christmas song is Eartha Kitt's "Santa Baby." She sounds so evil and wheedly. Where did she get that voice from? What a talent. Too bad she'll be remembered as the other Catwoman.

Here's my Christmas playlist on iTunes:
"Jingle Bell Rock," Bobby Helms
"Run Rudolph Run," Chuck Berry
"Santa Baby," Eartha Kitt
"Funky Christmas," James Brown (James Brown love you, you lucky so-and-so — that's a lyric to be proud of)
"Silver Bells," The Temptations
"Blue Christmas," Elvis Presley
"Sleigh Ride," Ronettes
"Backdoor Santa," Clarence Carter (this is a must-listen, because it is about as funky and un-Christmassy as a Christmas song can get, if you consider Christmassy to be family-oriented)
"Merry Christmas Baby," Otis Redding
"Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree," Brenda Lee
"Silent Night," Al Green
"Santa Claus Is Coming to Town," Jackson 5


Charley made a miniature version of her usual spread. Generally she takes a week off to bake and sets up two tables full of cookies, breads, cheese balls and more. It was only one table this year because she got sick for vacation, but that was plenty. her cheese ball, a combo of cream cheese with mayo to thin a little, scallions, garlic, diced bacon and dill, was killer with triscuits.

This will be my first Christmas without my family, but the people I know have been so good to me, inviting me to thier homes for that day and whatnot. It's enough to make my heart grow three sizes.