You know the fucking rest of that little ditty.
Anyway, since upon occasion I throw off the cruel, unforgiving, non-joyous bitch vibe, I got to throw this out there into the ether. I kind of like Christmas. Sure, I don’t give a fuck about the Christian mythology birthing in a barn hooha.
I likes the annual festival pretty lights and carols and even the commercialism. Not the commercialism per se, but trying to think of creative and pleasing gifts and shopping and all. Everyone’s bitching seems to start at the shopping, but I like honoring the people closest to me with a little sumpin. (I almost wrote “a little sumpin, sumpin,” but very few on my gift list are worthy of that honor.)
Maybe I’m just feeling under control, because hell it’s only December 21, and I mailed my Christmas cards. (Oh wait, I mean non-denominational holiday cards. Did I mention that I don’t consider the Jesus’ birthday thing, oh, I dunno, wholly legitimate? Woah, get it wholly/holy? I should be punched.)
But, yeah, that’s four whole days for the post office to get them out to folks. It felt so quaint walking to the mailbox, a place I haven’t gone since this here Internet started paying my bills for me.
I’m also happy to add that of a giant pile of cards only one was bitterly sent in order to induce guilt. All others were happy, joy, people I fucking like. For about a minute I thought about sending out some to the former masters of my workaday world. You know, shits, giggles, twinges of regret possibly. But, then I thought, FUCK THEM.
I almost believed that I might get a card or something from the direction of my former employers. Alas, no. Big-hearted people they appear not to be. Color me surprised. Oh, no, wait, color me aware of that predictable result.
Other than that, I’m feeling good about the bathroom (still almost done, as of this minute now with a prime coat), the new Harvey windows and most importantly the mysterious box I received today via UPS. I told M. I wouldn’t open the box until Christmas, but I’m tempted. Sorely tempted.
I like Christmas. I like the whole joyous thing. I like calling it Merry Christmas instead of Happy Holidays. I don’t want some PC folks ruin my American experience. I spent a lot of time and energy getting here and staying here. I believe that Jesus is a great philosopher and influencial man. I believe he is great. Note that I did not mentioned the people that uses his name and philosophy to pursue their own agendas. Ok ok, I’ll get my own blog if I want to vent. 🙂
I apologize for leading you to temptation but two days and you will be one with the thing in the box.
the new Harvey windows: “Classic Double Hung”