A Scrooge, I Am Not [PHOTO]

So, Georgia has called me out for being a Scrooge...

...because I have not (yet) decorated the Cat Country studio with Christmas decorations. Perhaps, I should start this long-winded tale from the beginning.

As someone who was born in this area, I grew-up with all of the Christmas quirks and traditions that are around here, one of which is the magnificent Christmas light show at the old John Wanamaker's store (now Macy's) in Center City Philadelphia. Many years ago, that was my inspiration for decorating the rather lackluster, holiday-less Cat Country studio. Now, obviously, I could never create something like the Wanamaker's display in a 10 x 10 room, so I went overboard on decorations from several area dollar stores. Since then, the ugliest of the ugly, the gaudiest of the gaudy (i.e. black Christmas tree garland) has defined what I call the "Holiday Lights of Fire Christmas Spectacular." Every year, I add to the display -- here's my benchmark: I keep putting stuff up until Joe Kelly starts rolling his eyes at it -- I know not to go beyond that point.

This year, however, I have elected to not put up the Holiday Lights of Fire Christmas Spectacular and Georgia is calling me a Scrooge over it. Perhaps one should not call other people names without looking at themselves first. For example, Georgia's office doesn't exactly scream holiday cheer...

Georgia: do you look in the mirror before looking at your Taylor Swift calendar or is the other way around?  :-)

Anyway, today Georgia blogged about me being a Scrooge, so I made fun of her on the air (if you missed my impersonation of Georgia, it sounded just like Cartman from South Park), to which Georgia texted me, "oh, it's on Coleman."

This should be fun...