call me (maybe) a grinch

So I may be the only person on earth that cannot stand Christmas carols.

There, I said it.

As Steve and Ed of the Barenaked Ladies say, "the streets are filled with Christmas cheer, at least it's only once a year."

Yes, I knew that lyric from Green Christmas. And honestly, I can handle all the non-traditional kitschy stuff. Wintersong. I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus. Even Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer. And I love this gem. LOVE.

I even sang Hanukkah songs (in Hebrew) in high school that I think sounded so much prettier than traditional carols. Maybe I find carols a bit slow.

Not to mention Christmas music tends to rear its ugly head right after ghosts and goblins have made an appearance. So two months of ornaments, wreaths and snow just gets plain old for me.

Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love the sights and smells of the holidays. Poinsettias. Fresh evergreens. White lights. But with me, there is too much of a good thing.

I will say I do make exceptions for the Hallelujah Chorus, The First Noel, and O Christmas Tree. But Rudolph can take a hike. How that's different from the kitschy stuff above I'm not sure but it is.

Do you have a favorite Christmas carol? How about a hated one? (Yes, I know your hated one may be on my list above. I'll forgive you.)