Oh nuts with a White Christmas.

 
I’m dreaming of a somewhat hazy Christmas.
Just like the ones I use to know.  Just like in my little village of Los Angeles.  Busy with people and cars honking, crowded shopping malls, difficulty finding a parking space, and a red-kettled bell ringer at every mall entrance.  Not to mention a light shroud of smog surrounding the numerous palm trees.
And if you aren’t at the many malls, you would probably be at one of the many beaches.  Huntington, Redondo, Malibu and on up the coast.
So you would first grab a light breakfast of bagel and veggie cream cheese along with a cup of hot snicker doodled coffee.  Then head to either a huge shopping mall or Walmart and/or Target.  I prefer shopping at Best Buy myself.
Just the bumper-to-bumper traffic getting to the mall is worth the togetherness.  I’m sure we could all sing Jingle Bells or possibly even White Christmas while sitting idle in our electric vehicles.  Merry Christmas.