This morning, on the the treadmill as I started my day....I listened to a few holiday classics including these lyrics:
It's the most wonderful time of the year.
With the kids jingle belling,
And everyone telling you,
"Be of good cheer,"
AND then about an hour later, I got on the interstate and was quickly back to reality.....when a slightly more jaded version danced through my head.....
It's an interesting time of the year.
With cars crashing
And everyone fussing,
"I've got to get out of here..."
AND it was 40 degrees...there was no ice....what's up with this?
It's the most wonderful time of the year.
With the kids jingle belling,
And everyone telling you,
"Be of good cheer,"
AND then about an hour later, I got on the interstate and was quickly back to reality.....when a slightly more jaded version danced through my head.....
It's an interesting time of the year.
With cars crashing
And everyone fussing,
"I've got to get out of here..."
AND it was 40 degrees...there was no ice....what's up with this?
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