Merry Xmas, Bitchez!

All right.  You all know that I am not a religious person in the least or at all holiday-inclined.  My crazy twin, Kel, has been singing carols on my VM, usually with her own lyrics.  She is cracking me the fuck up, and that’s not easy to do with Christmas shit.

I don’t know when I started loathing the holidays.  I learned about Santa when I was six because he didn’t visit our house one Christmas (to fill the stockings.  Nothing worse than waking up to an empty stocking).  I ran to tell my mother (who was still in bed), and she told me to go back to bed.   An hour later, she told me that Santa had come.  Sure enough, my stocking was filled.  Um, yeah.

In seventh grade, I wrote an article for the school paper about the commercialization of Christmas, and my feelings have only stronger on the subject since then.  And, as I touched on in yesterday’s entry, Christmas in recent years means sitting around feeling like a complete loser/outsider whom wouldn’t even be missed if she weren’t there.

Sure, it’s partly because of my anti-tradition stance, but it’s something deeper than that.  I think because the alienation I feel on a daily basis is only exacerbated at this time of year.

Plus, as we near the end of the year, I become reflective of all the things I haven’t done yet.  Yes, that’s the way I roll.  I do it on my birthday, too, which is why I used to hate my birthday.  Now, I am largely indifferent to it.

Anyway.  I do have a point to this entry.  As much of a curmudgeon I am, there is one Christmas classic that I adore.  I sang it one Christmas (yes, in a church), and it sends chills down my spine whenever I hear it.  In fact, I was at a Big Name Bookstore (bought some mysteries full-price as my treat to me after stopping by FedEx Office to make sure the manuscript from hell got sent off.  I usually buy my books on line at, and I heard the song there. It actually made me…less freaked out for a second.

So, I have been teasing people for weeks about my favorite carol because no way in hell anyone would ever guess what it was.  It totally does not fit my personality at all.  However, I am unapologetic about it.  I love this Christmas song, and it’s one I will actually listen to more than once.  So, for you, on this Xmas Eve day, I am presenting several versions of the song that I enjoy.

Celtic Woman:

Josh Groban:

Luciano Pavarotti and Placido Domingo:

CeCe Winans:

David Archuleta:

And, this is my personal favorite, WEEZER:

And, since I’m still a cranky old, bitch, here is Jessica Simpson mangling the song.  You’re welcome.

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it.  Happy Hanukkah to my Jewish readers.  Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Solstice, and Happy Festivus to all.   May 2010 be better than 2009 for everyone except Goldman Sachs, Blackwater, and Dick Cheney.

9 Responses to Merry Xmas, Bitchez!

  1. Kel, right back at you.

    Kat, it could be, but I always sing it, “weary world”, so who knows? I love you very much, too.

    Edited to add: Apparently, it can be sung as either ‘weary world’ or ‘weary soul’.

    Alex, I fucking love this version. Thanks!

    Jim, true, you did. LOVE me some Troy. I should clarify that my family does not get me presents–my friends do. Y’all rock.