haters beware.

you know the phrase that mentions

something about a watched pot not being able to boil?

i have come here to tell you

there is truth in this phrase.

so.much.truth.

for the past week/week-and-a-half

{let's be honest, since halloween ended}

i've been obsessively changing

my radio stations between

106.5,

100.3, and

89.1

in hopes of hearing christmas music.

it was like russian roulette

but the bullet of joy and happiness

never fired.

after making homemade pasta

in my cooking class last friday,

i got in my car

and expected to hear i'm ready, i am

blasting through the speakers.

imagine my surprise 

when my eardrums were blessed
with this glorious gift. 

it truly was a christmas miracle.
don't believe me?
allow me to hit you with some facts.
uno.
 i was expecting the format to play
because i was listening to my cd, not the radio.
santa changed my three option-stereo
to the right station at the right time.
dos.
this is one of my favorite christmas songs.
it's the children. they get me every time.
tres.
the moment i gave up obsessing
over christmas music on the radio
is the exact moment it appeared.
magick*.

i rolled down my windows
and blasted my happy music
as i cruised out of the parking lot.
i basked in the strange looks
and plugged ears due
to my happy, loud, and off-key singing.

i love this season.
please note: 
in my mind, "this season" 
means thanksgiving and christmas.
i like to combine them
and feel two whole months
of gratitude, happiness
and love.

*magick is making a comeback. 

watch it happen.