Christmas Without Guilt
So....it’s that time of the year for the silly habits of decorating, hanging stockings on the mantle with care, baking gingerbread cookies, shopping and wrapping gifts for everyone from the mailman to your mother-in-law’s former neighbor’s Aunt Sophie, and sending holiday greetings to folks you haven’t seen in awhile.
It all sounds so simple, but you must remember that the decorations from last year or two years ago are just not quite right. That will require a shopping trip to one of the many stores that started hawking Christmas “stuff” around Labor Day. Hanging the stockings is ok, but bear in mind that someone (probably you) will have to fill them. This is another case where size does matter. Keep ‘em small. I do point out to Mr. Lucky that rubies and such will fit into a small space.
Then there is that pesky baking thing. I think the thing to do is to support your local bakery. Why mess up the kitchen with all that cookie dough and pie filling? Besides half the folks you know are on the Keto Diet and the other half should be. Another thought....you can’t improve on Reese’s Peanut Butter cups or Hersheys’ Kisses. Buy them and save yourself some trouble.
Which brings to mind all the fuss over Christmas dinner. If you happen to live within a 60 mile radius of a casino, chances are they will be offering a Christmas buffet, of course, for an inflated price. An inflated price just might be a money saver for you, too. If that doesn’t work for you check out your local churches.
Then there is that gift exchange scenario. It’s like insurance. If nobody had it nobody would need it. You skip buying me a gift and I’ll pass on buying you one. Whaddya think? Will that work for you?
How about Holiday Greetings. It so complicated these days. Do I say “Merry Christmas”? Is Happy Holidays unacceptable? Or is it the other way around?
Here’s my wish for you....Have Warm and Fuzzy St. Patrick’s Day.
Tuesday, December 18, 2018
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Some Things are Just Not Right
A few days ago as Mr. Lucky and I were leaving a parking lot after an exhausting shopping experience in a grocery store, I spotted a Dairy Queen sign. Mr. Lucky whipped the car into the nearest parking spot (thankfully it was empty). We leaped out of the car and rushed in. Well, guess what. This was the “other Dairy Queen”. No # 4 (bacon cheeseburger with fries and a drink) was available there. In fact no cheeseburger with or without fries. We were able to find something to satisfy our hunger. Remember we had just finished all that exhausting shopping. Anyway.... A Dairy Queen without burgers and fries is just not right. So be careful out there. You could wind up in one of the other Dairy Queens.
How about polyester bandanas? You know the colorful, frequently red or blue, bandanas like your grandpa had in his back pocket. They were a handy item if you got a cut that he needed to tend to, or a tear to wipe away, or maybe he just needed it to wipe the chewing tobacco off his chin. Nowadays you can find them in polyester. Mr. Lucky says they are like blowing your nose on a plastic bag. Anyway, they should be made with cotton. It’s just not right.
And another thing....have you tried turkey sausage? If you haven’t don’t bother. It has the flavor and texture of cardboard. Don’t get me wrong. I love turkey, especially the drumstick part, just not turkey converted to something that is supposed to be made from pork.
Who doesn’t hate robo calls? Have you noticed that if they don’t happen as you sit down to enjoy a nice meal they just when you’re getting out of the shower. You run to the phone, dripping wet, half-wrapped in a towel to find out you can get a hot deal on a no-interest credit card. Or maybe you can extend the warranty on your 15 year old car. Robo calls are just not right.
How about man buns? If you have to put your hair in a man bun maybe you should think about getting a haircut.
While I’m going on about stuff that is not right I have to add Woman’s March. I don’t get it. Women have it better than they have ever had it and not because of women marching in the streets, creating havoc in cities all over the country, while wearing costumes depicting lady parts. After all, there were children watching.
So...be careful out there that you don’t wind up in the other Dairy Queen with a polyester bandana, as you answer a robo call on your not very smart phone.
A few days ago as Mr. Lucky and I were leaving a parking lot after an exhausting shopping experience in a grocery store, I spotted a Dairy Queen sign. Mr. Lucky whipped the car into the nearest parking spot (thankfully it was empty). We leaped out of the car and rushed in. Well, guess what. This was the “other Dairy Queen”. No # 4 (bacon cheeseburger with fries and a drink) was available there. In fact no cheeseburger with or without fries. We were able to find something to satisfy our hunger. Remember we had just finished all that exhausting shopping. Anyway.... A Dairy Queen without burgers and fries is just not right. So be careful out there. You could wind up in one of the other Dairy Queens.
How about polyester bandanas? You know the colorful, frequently red or blue, bandanas like your grandpa had in his back pocket. They were a handy item if you got a cut that he needed to tend to, or a tear to wipe away, or maybe he just needed it to wipe the chewing tobacco off his chin. Nowadays you can find them in polyester. Mr. Lucky says they are like blowing your nose on a plastic bag. Anyway, they should be made with cotton. It’s just not right.
And another thing....have you tried turkey sausage? If you haven’t don’t bother. It has the flavor and texture of cardboard. Don’t get me wrong. I love turkey, especially the drumstick part, just not turkey converted to something that is supposed to be made from pork.
Who doesn’t hate robo calls? Have you noticed that if they don’t happen as you sit down to enjoy a nice meal they just when you’re getting out of the shower. You run to the phone, dripping wet, half-wrapped in a towel to find out you can get a hot deal on a no-interest credit card. Or maybe you can extend the warranty on your 15 year old car. Robo calls are just not right.
How about man buns? If you have to put your hair in a man bun maybe you should think about getting a haircut.
While I’m going on about stuff that is not right I have to add Woman’s March. I don’t get it. Women have it better than they have ever had it and not because of women marching in the streets, creating havoc in cities all over the country, while wearing costumes depicting lady parts. After all, there were children watching.
So...be careful out there that you don’t wind up in the other Dairy Queen with a polyester bandana, as you answer a robo call on your not very smart phone.
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