Thirteen is a difficult age for almost anyone. The body is going through all sorts of changes, so everyone and everything in the world seems capricious, unjust and even cruel. Sometimes the anger you may have felt at that age was justified, especially when you're mocked, bullied or punished for, well, being thirteen years old.
My family had recently moved. (I forgave my parents for that when I turned 40. ;-)) As if everything else I was experiencing weren't enough, that Christmas a recording that's still a hazard to my mental health polluted and smothered the airwaves. Like many other people, I got a kick out of the novelty of dogs barking "Jingle Bells" for about the first 15 seconds it played.
A few days ago, when I was running some errands, a store was blaring the barking monstrosity in the street. I might get it out of my ear by Groundhog Day. Aargh!
These days, I own two Christmas CDs: Celine Dion's "These Are Special Times", which my mother gave me the year it came out, and an album of the late, great Jessye Norman's concert with the Orchestre de Lyon in the Notre Dame cathedral. Other CDs of mine include a Christmas song or two, like John Lennon's "War Is Over." But if anyone gave me a disc of the Singing Dogs, I'd use it for a coaster or frisbee. Whoever made and promoted that recording should be indicted for animal abuse!
On the other hand, I want to applaud whoever created this image:
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| You can buy a print of this on Etsy |
ear worms like that are the worst! i used to be a classical musician and sometimes a theme gets into my head and drives me to distraction so i know what you're talking about!
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