I am staring at a four inch square photograph. My hands are sweating and I think I might be shaking.

In the picture are two girls, seven or eight years old.  One is small, dark haired and elfin. The other is larger, blond, and somewhat oddly dressed in a red plaid… Read full post »

I admit it, I like Christmas music. I secretly start listening to it about mid-October. When I'm alone, I'll even put on Anne Murray.

But for the Christmas music connoisseur, there are certain unavoidable annoyances. Some are truly irritating: "All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth," or… Read full post »