This Christmas I broke down and bought a seasonal CD from Starbucks…and there are about five songs that I am totally crazy about, but my favorite is the very quirky but tender “Senor Santa” by Y La Bamba. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m079Dc3LH1Q There is something so wistful and hopefully about this song. And it seemed to fit perfectly with the tacky Christmas sweater that I got this year which, I think, expressed a lot of the same qualities as the song. The tropical theme of the sweater was bright, magical and playful. It made me giggle and feel happy despite the snow/sleet/general over-cast-ness of the winter weather. Don’t get me wrong, the sweater is hideously ugly and way too big for me. A little voice in the back of my head is warning me that I am turning into one of those 40-50 year old women who wear shapeless sweatshirts with cats embroidered on them with way too much attention to detail and no concern whatsoever for the overall effect. The little voice tells me that next year I will have invested in earrings and necklace that probably require batteries. But I don’t care. I love this sweater way too much to pay any attention to the look of horror on my husband’s face or the early signs of advancing middle-age.