Boy, am I stupid. I’m sitting here in the Charlotte NC Airport because I am the worst travel planner in the world. The flight from the Greensboro Airport to Charlotte was about an hour. Add in the requisite two hour buffer arrival time, and that’s three hours. Now, it’s about two and a half until my plane takes off to Seattle. My stepmom said it would have taken her about an hour to drive to Charlotte. Are you sensing my stupidity here?
If only there was wireless here. I could be playing WoW, at the very least. Instead, I am sitting in a Chili’s. Which is fine, I truly enjoy their Grilled Chicken Cesar Salad. It’s a shame that i am not doing NaNo… oh the writing I could get done.
So last night, when we were traveling through the Festival of Lights at Tanglewood Park, my steomom had Christmas songs playing on the radio. Josh and I were sitting in the back seat when this horrible song came on. Truly, the worst xmas song I’ve ever heard. It’s called XXXXXXX, and it’s all about this kid who’s mom is dying. This poor, dirt covered kid, who is trying to buy his dying momma a pair of shoes on Christmas Eve. And he doesn’t have a lot of time left, apparently she is truly at death’s door, so won’t someone please sell him these shoes so his momma will look pretty if she goes to meet Jesus tonight. I’m not making this up, has anyone else heard this song?
Now the moment he mentioned his momma looking pretty when she went to meet Jesus, Josh and I started balking. It was the worst kind of manufactured sentimentality. And even worse, it wasn’t even good, musically speaking. Listen to it, if you dare….. it’s called the Christmas Shoes.
Gross, eh? I mean, seriously… COME ON! I declared that whomever wrote this song should be shot. I’m actually kind of offended by the crass use of, well, poor children with dying mommas. And Christmas. And shoes. But then I felt bad, because it it’s Christmas and all.
Me: But in the butt, maybe. With buckshot? Not like… TO DEATH or anything.
Josh: To the pain?
Me: Exactly!
Wow, two hours and 20 minutes to go. I’d better eat this salad slowly.
I know the song. Can’t say I care for it either.
I am definitely NOT listening to it. Yep, I just saved 3 minutes 🙂
i have never heard that song, and hope i never will. ugh.
Must. Not. Listen. Travel safe and welcome home.