Bing Crosby knows the feeling
December 24, 2010 § 4 Comments
But its December the 24th, and I’m longing to be up North…
Lisa and I are fighting a two-front battle: the stormy weather and the Kasbah renovation work have masterfully synchronized attacks on our wireless connection. In most wars of attrition, the losing side generally makes a noble attempt to hold out for as long as possible. But in the name of finals, reports, reviews, and projects – all trivial terms that generally mean homework on Christmas- we’ve sought asylum at the “Arab Cafe” and their 17 Dirham minimum for the internet password. It’s less ground-breaking than Obama’s arms deal with Russia, but I am going to arm myself with an internet stick later today. Secondary to being able to Skype with as many people as possible today and tomorrow, I’m desperate for the internet in order to hear sappy Christmas music. Moreover, I’m not sure my Uncle Paul will forgive me if I don’t watch A Christmas Story at least once, hopefully YouTube obliges me my Christmas Eve tradition.
I’m fighting every Ebenezer and Grinch impulse to stay bitter all day. I might get my caroling fix tonight, when I go to a Christmas service at the only Protestant church in the city. Sometime around midnight, I will place my Christmas present to Lisa under a house plant.