Yesterday it was frikkin' cold plus I had to go retrieve my car from the repair shoppe and do a radio show in the afternoon so I did not get the LED stars & snowflakes set up outside. No problem, I thought, I can just do it in the morning. So, of course, I get up and it's pouring down rain. Tried anyway but I was getting drenched. Fortunately, it let up a bit in the afternoon. So now all the holiday festiveness is installed, with handy timers to switch it all on and off at the (hopefully) appropriate times. Tonight we wrote out Xmas cards. What's that you say? You had yours done and mailed weeks ago? Well, that's spiffy. Also please remember that I hate you with the withering heat of a thousand suns. But I digress. While we were doing this Sarah wondered when we became the sort of people with a long Xmas card list. So I guess it's my fault, because I've always had a card list. I don't remember whether it was when I was in high school or college but certainly ever since then I've pretty much always had a list of cards to send. Sometimes I made cards. Mostly I bought them. I'm not Christian or particularly extroverted and it's probably a pretty short list compared to a lot of people. Altho it does seem to have gotten longer over the last couple of years. I mean, I've done the card-sending thing for years but I don't recall it ever taking all night. Meanwhile, I've had the Kinks' "Father Christmas" stuck in my head on and off all weekend. And while I like that song okay, I don't like it that much.