I had such a nice indulgent weekend. I slept; a lot. I made some decent attempts to clean and organize the disaster is that my bedroom. I did loads of laundry and changed my towels and bed sheets. I went to the farmer’s market and bought some apples, sweet potatoes, and a ton of leafy spinach. I spent all of Saturday evening cooking this delicious, cheesy sweet potato dish (with lots of spinach!) then I baked double chocolate chip cookies for dessert. I signed the lease on my new place for next year. I did absolutely no homework. I went shopping and bought some cute, functional sweaters and a sexy dress that I don’t need. Oh, and I treated myself to a new iPod nano, since mine broke and then was lost during the move from New York to Michigan. Because there’s no way I’m boarding that plane home without my tunes.
Speaking of home, I was browsing in Target today and bought Tori Amos’ new Christmas (“Solstice”) album, Midwinter Graces. I adore Christmas music, as does the rest of my family. I grew up with listening to Christmas standards from Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole, Perry Como, John Denver, and Barbra Streisand; and of course songs from church. It upsets me when new artists try to “redo” classic Christmas songs that I associate with my childhood Christmas memories. Like, there’s really only one version of O Come All Ye Faithful and it is by Nat King Cole. I’ve heard that song so many times, I can even recite the verses in Latin. Anyone else trying to sing that song is just wrong. So I tend to hate all new Christmas music. When I noticed Tori had Christmas album, I knew it would be either really, really, bad; or really really good.
Surprisingly I like it. I may even love it. Yes, she mashes up traditional carols with her own lyrics, which was upsetting at first but it works because the music is just so beautiful and lush. I could learn to love her versions. And she covers some really old, lesser known carols on here, like Coventry Carol (although I’m partial to Joan Baez’s version, I admit that Tori’s version is nice) Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabella, and The Holly and the Ivy on this album, which it makes it different and interesting.
But, damn; listening to Christmas music makes me miss my family in the worst way. It almost feels wrong listening to Christmas songs alone. My family listened to these songs while in car going to get the Christmas tree and while driving around the city visiting relatives. We listened to them while baking cookies, while cooking dinner, while decorating the tree, while wrapping then opening presents. We listened to them while taking down the tree and cleaning up wrapping paper and boxes. We always listened to this music together. And now I’m sitting here alone my in room listening to Christmas music in November all afternoon, feeling all nostalgic. My roommates must think I’m nuts. I am terrified of airplanes and flying, but at this point I’m just so damn excited to go home, I don’t even care about the plane. I just want to go home.