I found this song shared by Jenny over at the Bloggess (I only read her blog after a good pee, otherwise I’ll totally wet myself laughing while reading her work).  Great.  Songs are speaking to me again.  What’s next?  Unfettered happiness?  Tears of sentimental joy when I see Kleenex commercials?  Adding more sappiness to my personality is like eating M&M’s sprinkled with sugar.  Some things are just too much.  Speaking of too much: never drink a lot of red wine while eating macadamian caramel corn.  You’ll be sorry when you wake up from that diabetic coma, wishing you kept insulin in the fridge at Christmas.

So this song is for my Uncle Rex, the big brother I can’t say I never had, because he’s my Mom’s younger brother, and therefore, kind of like a big brother anyway, even though he’s actually my Uncle.  He likes words as much as I do, so that sentence is dedicated to him as well.  Rex, it’s Christmas whenever you come home.  And chatting with you by my stove while I stirred my favorite soup is my “snapshot moment” of Christmas 2011.  So for you, I share “White Wine In The Sun” by Tim Minchin, a perhaps unconventional, but delightfully accurate Christmas song: