It's Christmas and the fifth day of Hanukkah. Though I generally don't support such holidays based on some of the rather ridiculous obligatory consumer behavior they inspire, I'm digging a little bit of the jingle jangle this year. We have a tiny tree set up and decked out in found goods, I baked some gluten free brownies, I have some friends coming over for Mexican potluck, and I'm listening to a kitschy little song called Donde Esta Santa Clause. It's a mellow and delicious kind of day indeed. Thanks to the birth of sweet baby Jesus, the streets are quiet and for once there aren't throngs of humans parading around malls, wallets agape. Listen closely and you can hear the earth taking its annual (much needed) deep breath.
