Christmas music goes everywhere we go.
Either we’re replaying a past musical, or we’re trying to ingrain the upcoming 2005 musical into our brains.
Lisa has a 2005 CD in her room, and one in each car.
So prevalent is the music, that Pam doesn’t think twice when she hears it, especially when she switches cars with me.
So, today she picked up my Mom for an appointment, in the middle of a 102 degree July scorcher.
Mom asks Pam: “Gee, they’re playing Christmas music now?”
