{"id":46214,"date":"2011-12-27T12:16:53","date_gmt":"2011-12-27T17:16:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=46214"},"modified":"2012-05-30T08:37:18","modified_gmt":"2012-05-30T12:37:18","slug":"silent-night-horrifying-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=46214","title":{"rendered":"Silent Night Horrifying Night"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Every year the day after Thanksgiving these life-size wooden carolers show up at the top of a small lane near my parents&#8217; house.  They stand on the corner, in choir garb, deeply absorbed in singing, and although they have appeared like clockwork for YEARS, they still have a tendency to scare the SHIT out of me when I come around the corner in my car, especially at night.  The headlights swoop around the corner, which is all trees and brush and a stone wall, all darkness, and then &#8230; OMG, white-clad human figures standing there like a vision of the Zombie Apocalypse.<\/p>\n<p>Nope.  Just creepy carolers.<\/p>\n<p>Despite their coronary-inducing appearance, I would be so bummed if they ever decided to not show up.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?attachment_id=46221\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-46221\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/6564634695_9b740bce22_o1.jpg\" alt=\"\" title=\"6564634695_9b740bce22_o\" width=\"612\" height=\"612\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-46221\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/6564634695_9b740bce22_o1.jpg 612w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/6564634695_9b740bce22_o1-100x100.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/6564634695_9b740bce22_o1-200x200.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/6564634695_9b740bce22_o1-400x400.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 612px) 100vw, 612px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Every year the day after Thanksgiving these life-size wooden carolers show up at the top of a small lane near my parents&#8217; house. They stand on the corner, in choir garb, deeply absorbed in singing, and although they have appeared &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=46214\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[184],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46214"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=46214"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46214\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55122,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46214\/revisions\/55122"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=46214"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=46214"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=46214"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}