I've been humming Christmas carols for more than a week and it isn't even Thanksgiving yet.
That doesn't make me happy.
I suppose I could be less Grinch-y about stores and restaurants and radio stations and doctors offices playing holiday music more than a month early IF the most popular songs were not so horrible. (I was going to link to my least favorite - "Last Christmas" - but couldn't decide which female pop star sings it the worst)
You know what else doesn't help the holiday music running through my head?
Knowing that a giant beaver must have been on Santa's very, very good list during the Pleistocene epoch.
Because now I think giant beavers had voices like the Chipmunks.