Yes, I am listening to George Michael singing “Last Christmas” while I’m typing this… I am beyond salvation! My only hope is that all that 80s pop doesn’t fry up my brain cells. And you know what’s next in my playlist? Dolly Parton’s Rockin’ around the Christmas tree… What’s worse is that I know I’ll be humming “deck the halls with boughs of ho-o-ly” for the rest of the evening. Sad, sad, sad.
Anyway, all these holiday songs reminded me of D’s version of “Let it snow”. You know the song: “let it snow, let it snow, let it snow”.
Well, here’s how D sings it
Oh the weather outside is delightful
And the fire’s really frightful…
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
What is that you say? It doesn’t go like that? REALLY?!
The only thing I can do when I hear him hum that while watching the snow outside is LOL my ass off. Because I remember how when we were in Barcelona he kept saying “Dr Cruella Street” instead of “Dr Trueta Street”.
Don’t you just love the blurry background in this shot? And doesn’t that biscotti make you drool?