32 Feet and 8 little tails

When I was four, we lived in an old farmhouse in the country. We had one of those great old radio's (this one belonged to Bruce's family). I had a few 78's that I could play and I would listen to them for an hour at a time, probably driving my mother crazy. Then again, it probably kept me occupied while she got her housework done.(This was pre-TV, my god, how ancient am I!)

Never mind "Rudolf the Red nosed Reindeer". The BEST Christmas song was "32 feet and 8 little tails".
You can listen to it here:   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yz7rMCo5TO4

On Dasher, On Dancer

Yup, it's that time of year. I normally don't get too excited by decorating for Christmas (Halloween being my favorite holiday) but Bruce has been busy putting up lights and threatening to put up Santa and the reindeer that we inherited with the property. They are looking so sad that I am giving them a face lift and it's a job. Why do there have to be eight reindeer? Quick, can you rattle off their names (Did you grow up with Gene Autrey's "32 Feet and 8 Little tails, one of my favorite Christmas songs and infinitely superior to Rudolph the Red-nosed reindeer?) Now that will date you!!