Soaking In the Mood

Listening to Christmas songs on internet radio now, and oh what a nice and warm feeling it's giving me. I think I must be the biggest lover of Christmas that is not Christian, haha.

Though I like the contemporary versions too, I love traditional carols best. They conjure images of soft snow drifting onto white, snow-covered ground below which lie cobbled pavements that lead up to a cosy little cottage with a warm fire burning in a suitably beautiful fireplace. All in soft focus, please.

Of course, it also reminds me of the days I used to carol with my JC choir. The sound of our voices blending as one - stuff of heaven, I tell ya. Unfortunately, I can't sing along to my favourite songs right now. My throat's hurting rather badly. I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that I went out "clubbing" (ie: drinking) twice last week? (And no, neither of those two girls in the picture is me.)

This wasn't our poison of choice, by the way. Hm, the way that was put, you'd think there was a choice. See, we were at a private bash where there was free flow of drinks (for a limited time only, of course), but we arrived late and by that time, the bar had run out of vodka lime and ribena. And, they used lousy vodka! Bleargh. There weren't any shots either, unless you were willing to shell out money for them. All this led my boy to complain, "The sponsor so ngiam siap!" Indeed.