They’re awful. They’re popular. They’re back.
Behold my list of the worst Christmas music we’re all forced to endure every December. But what makes my list of worst Christmas songs unique?
The songs on my list are one’s you know. Songs you grew up listening to and can’t avoid hearing between Thanksgiving and New Year’s.
Most of the worst Christmas song lists you find on the Internet include songs you will never hear in the mall — songs so incredibly obscure you’ve likely never even heard them before. Songs like the Cheeky Girls’ Have a Cheeky Christmas, John Denver’s Please Daddy, Don’t Get Drunk This Christmas, and Tiny Tim’s Santa Clause Got The AIDS This Year.
Besides excluding these (and other) outlandish songs, my list also doesn’t contain wanna-be Christmas songs like Wham’s Last Christmas that’s more about a broken relationship than Christmas, or the song Christmas Wrapping by the Waitresses that’s about a year-long inability to coordinate a date until the two run into each other at a grocery store buying cranberries. Seriously.
Instead, I’ve chosen to stick to the worst of popular Christmas songs— the one’s that are played on the radio (over and over and over) every year at this time.
And my list is no joke. So bad are these songs, Paul McCartney’s universally hated Wonderful Christmastime didn’t even make the cut. That’s right. There’s at least ten songs worse than Wonderful Christmastime. (By the way, as bad as that song is, you have to admit, once you hear it you can’t get that tune out of your head.)
So, without further ado, here is my personal list of the 10 Worst (But Still Popular) Christmas Songs.
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I don’t mean hugged them, I mean really hugged them.
It doesn’t matter the relation. Biological, adopted, foster, or guardianship, the question remains the same: have you hugged your kids today?
Not like it’s an obligation and they’re an inconvenience, but like it’s an honor and they’re a blessing.
And I’m not talking about the usual fleeting hugs you give them as you rush off to work, I’m talking about hugs that remain with them long after you’ve left.
Do you hug them with such singularly focused determination that they feel safe, loved beyond measure, and blissfully unaware of their own mortality? That they feel untouchable from all the fears and insecurities of life that their little hearts secretly endure?
Do you grip them so deeply that they feel nothing bad could befall them as long as they remain in your embrace? That they are sheltered from the chaos of a world around them that’s gone mad?
Do you hug them so passionately that in your arms is the only place they want to be? That when they grow older they will look back on those hugs and yearn to be in that moment with you again?
Do you hug them with such an abiding love that they will long to return to that place—and that very moment in time—where mommy and daddy loved them like crazy and made them feel like nothing else in the world was more important, more precious, or more sought after?
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