My parents have gone to New Orleans for their thirtieth wedding anniversary and my youngest sister is having hordes of wee friends over to go into the town square and ride in a cart pulled by an old horse and these hordes will drink cider and eat beignet. I am making these hordes pizza. I have finished my Christmas shopping and just keep listening to this song over and over again. Because it's lovely.
Merry Christmas
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