|Posted on December 19, 2011 at 8:55 AM|
Do you believe....?
Wow! Long time between posts, eh? Nope, I'm not stopping blogging, it's simply that not a lot happens, and I really don't believe anyone out there is interested in how many times I brush my teeth in a day (twice), or how often I go to the bathroom (none of your damned business!). So, I wait until enough "stuff" accumulates to make a decent entry, post on my Facebook wall that I have made a new post, and send out an email to everyone on my list.
Hmmmm, guess I should change the intro on this blog. I did say "daily", didn't I?
First and foremost, for those of you who are brain dead and haven't noticed, it's Christmas time. MERRY CHRISTMAS! JOYEUX NOEL! HAPPY HANUKKAH! FELICE NAVIDAD! HAPPY HOLIDAYS! aw heck! just translate it however you wish ~ I wish you all well, you and your loved ones, whether they be family or not, a wonderful Christmas season.
So, do you believe in Santa Claus? How about that "special feeling" you get when you see the look on someone's face as they open a present they've been longing for, whether they know it or not? That feeling IS Santa Claus. Children have it personified. That's how they understand, but adults are much more difficult to convince. How many times have you heard someone say "the look on a child's face"? Why not "the look on SOMEONE'S face."? Why does it have to be a child? Children can be very easy to please, but adults.....a whole other story.
I made my little sister weep, yes weep, with joy one yuletide season. She was having great financial difficulties. She could barely manage her car, and just a couple of weeks before Christmas, the wipers both "crapped out". They were useless. I feared for her safety, but I knew she needed her car, so on Christmas morning, I presented her with brand new windshield wipers. Big deal? you say. Yes it was. That pair of wipers cost me over $40. They were all season, top of the line, and she knew it. When she opened the present, it was "Oh good! Thanks Barb!" Then she read the package. She looked up at me, and her eyes.......well you can guess. My sis knew these were not something that would only last one month. She bawled like a baby. I went to her, put my arms around her and said, "I don't want you driving with crap that you don't know will last. These will last."
So does that make me Santa? No. It does mean that I thought out a gift with great care, and tailored it to meet someone's needs, but not necessarily expectations. I get so darned greedy at Christmas. That feeling in my soul as someone I care about expresses their joy at my presents ~~ that feeling is what I take as my Christmas gift to myself. YES I BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS! I feel sorry for anyone, young or old, who doesn't.
Talking about believing, for all my fellow Christians, believers-in-God, may I just point out that I truly do not believe that God cares how many fucking people you forward emails to. A miracle will not happen because you got that email out in less than 7 minutes. Do you honestly believe our Lord has nothing better to do than keep track of your emailing habits? Come on! He's paying attention all the time. (By the way, I would just like to point out that by obsessing about sending those "forward me" emails, it is a form of idol worship; ahem Thou shalt have no other God before me. Sound familiar?) Yes by forwarding all that crap and believing in it, you are indeed worshiping. Whether it be Yahoo Mail, MSN hotmail, and so on, it is idol worship.
I'm currently on my third hour of baking this morning. That brings a total of 8 batches of pinwheel cookies, and, I think, 8 batches of gingerbread biscotti. NO MORE COOKIES! PLEASE! The first week I was baking, I actually put on 3 lbs in two days. Not much, no but when you consider that for those two days the ONLY thing I ate was cookie dough (and cooked dough), well no wonder I put on the pounds. Too bad I had to take something for my "ahem" relief. (Damn that stuff constipates you when you eat alot!)
I want to clear something up here. I've been asked this before, and I've read articles just like the rest of you, so I hope you spread the word around, either via email, word of mouth, or heck, just shout it out at the top of your lungs ~ CHRISTMAS TIPPING OF YOUR SERVERS IS NOT MANDATORY, BUT IT IS CONSIDERED A SIGN OF RESPECT AND APPRECIATION! By servers I mean carriers, hair dressers, driveway clearers - those who provide regular services for you, your family, your home. AND THE TIPS DO NOT HAVE TO BE CASH! THEY CAN BE, BUT DON'T HAVE TO BE!
To determine what would be acceptable, you have to consider a number of things:
1) How long have they been serving you
2) How has the service been? Excellent - Good - Fair - Poor
3) How reliable are they? Do they contact you if the job is not complete? If they know you are dissatisfied?
4) What are your resources like? Never give more than you can comfortably afford ( $5 from a customer on a pension is just as important to me as $50 from a working couple)
5) If you do know your server on a more personal level, then the type of gift can be incredibly important. For example, if you have no idea if they have allergies, then perhaps that nice smelling bath set isn't such a great idea. But if you see a Tim's cup in their hand every now and then, a gift card may be more appropriate.
Just put some thought into the gift. Cash, item, or both - doesn't matter as long as you are giving to show your appreciation - and not just to please yourself with a "pat on the back".
My prayers are with a friend of mine currently. I won't go into details, for I want to respect her privacy. Barb, you're in my thoughts. I pray the tests are negative.
Thanks to Total Cyclery again! Got my bike back on the road for an excellent price! HEY! ARE YOU LOOKING FOR WORK? DO YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT BICYCLES? ARE YOU RELIABLE, DEPENDABLE, HARD WORKING? CONTACT ME AT [email protected] AND I'LL PUT YOU IN TOUCH WITH SHAWN. ONLY PEOPLE WITH GOOD WORK ETHICS, PLEASE.
The Christmas holidays cause me some grief. Like many others around the world, I miss my parents who have passed. I miss my Storm; she's only been gone 6 weeks. I miss my sister; she lives 7 hours away. I miss my regular contacts with my friends; they're busy with their families. Don't feel sorry for me folks. I'm just venting. That's what a blog is for, isn't it? I know things will return to normal soon. Guess this is what treating every day like Christmas does to a soul; the actual holiday season isn't so special - it's everyday life for myself.
PENNY GET OFF THE DAMN SLOTS WILL YA?
I'm sitting here trying to think of something else to write. Imagine, me with nothing to talk about. Frightening isn't it?
Ok let's end this torture now.
Thought of the day, and probably another week or so, with the Christmas season here, we become so focused on gifts, friends, family, that perhaps, just maybe, we ignore one very important thing: should it snow, CLEAR YOUR DAMN STEPS, WILL YA?
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!
PLEASE DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE; YOU'LL SPILL IT!