My mother has this compulsion to open Christmas presents entirely before Christmas morning whenever possible. After trying to persuade me to open gifts last night, tonight she finally trapped me when she just woke up and wandered downstairs on what is undeniably Christmas morning. We went light on gift-giving this year (although she’s helping me shop for a new guitar), but she did buy me my very own compact disc copies of Like a Virgin & Young Americans, both of which i wanted very badly all this year. So, yay for intuitive gift-giving! Now i’m off to listen to a digitally remastered “Dress You Up” (why, oh why, wasn’t that song on Immaculate Collection? I’ll never figure that one out…).