I was sparkled with benediction last night.
My long-lost friend hit me up, from somewhere between Miami Beach and tangled cyberspace. After years of undressed silence, suddenly we were back in touch. Ezra! It’s soooo good to be back, isn’t it? And I’m looking forward to hearing more, seeing more, and … anything more. There’s more to life than just a glimpse of abandoned memory, right?
Two hours earlier, I sang my first carols. Yippy! Well, I don’t celebrate Christmas, for your comprehension, but I’m always glad to have this merry season celebrated. And I dreamt of snowy days….
I’m having a loooong holiday now. And I pamper myself with any things I love. I got my first Billy Gilman’s recording! It was his Classic Christmas. Awww… it was soooo kyu kyu! He must be eighteen now, and of course his boyish splendor is history. But I’m sure that this kid has many a chance to make more recordings in the future. The youngest Nashville prodigy! The one and only Billy.
I got two other CDs of Russell Watson and Shayne Ward. Mmmm… Shayne…. Kyuuu kyuuuu! ^-^
