christmas

My oldest is singing “we wish you a merry christmas.”

Only he’s doing it underwater, in the bathtub, so it sounds more like gurgling.

If you’re fortunate like me, you have today off work because perhaps you work monday-friday and they kinda have to give you the 24th off so now they give you the 23rd off too. Maybe.

Anyway, I have three kids. Only one seems concerned about exactly WHEN Santa is coming. The other two seem to be off in a world all their own. Kinda like me, heh.

anyway, I’m leaving town, don’t know when we’ll be back (next week, certainly) and probably won’t post. Unless we don’t leave today and I need to post to try and retain what’s left of my sanity. Anyways.

Merry Christmas, everyone. And coming from me, that doesn’t mean a whole lot, does it?

Seen at CMHL, then at Nef’s, and finally at Tampon Crafts

Tampon Angels

Fuck Christmas

You can thank Fussy for turning me on to this.

Can’t. Stop. Laughing.

In two days I’ll be seeing my Very Catholic family and will find it hard to not share this with them, but in the interest of keeping the lightning strikes to a minimum I will refrain. Try to.

Call me grumpy if you like. But dammit, it’s just not right that everyone has Christmas stuff everywhere. It’s not even the middle of November yet!

Our grocery store skipped Thanksgiving entirely and now is brimming with Christmas displays. What, are they wanting us to buy our Christmas turkey the first week of November? Should we be baking all those holiday goods while it is still 87 degrees outside?

Lowe’s? Christmas lights, outdoor displays. Sam’s Club? Giant inflatable snow globes (for the yard), toys, holiday furniture (???!) the works.

Maybe next year we can just skip Halloween and put all the Christmas stuff up right after Labor Day! Think we can wait that long?

I won’t even go to the mall. And no, you can’t make me. They mall has nothing that I can’t order on-line or find at one of the two hundred thirty four retail centers that have sprung up all over town. Besides, we spent our Christmas budget on gas (this year, the kids will be getting their old toys that they don’t play with re-wrapped and, if they’re lucky, with new batteries).

Update: my wife’s response (about my rant in general): Honey, you say that every year.