364 shopping days until Christmas!

Merry Christmas.

The children are nestled, the stockings overflow, and the house is growing quiet. Not too much longer until I make my final round enjoying the peace and darkness and then sleep.

Hope Santa is good to you all.

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Yesterday morning it was in the 70s. Hot as hell in the house. Almost turned the AC back on. This morning it's in the 20s. What the hell, SC? Stupid weather. I'm going to get sick for sure.

Who is celebrating solstice and how?

I think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming but I'm not happy. I don't feel the way I'm supposed to feel. I just don't understand Christmas, I guess. I like getting presents and sending Christmas cards and decorating trees and all that, but I'm still not happy. I always end up feeling depressed.

I'm led to wonder why I have friend-ed so many people who were assholes to me in high school.

because I'm burnt out and don't want to see another human being for as long as I live.

Ho fuckin' ho!

Shopping is almost done, maybe four presents left to buy. The tree, a live one, went up yesterday. We'll start decorating it sometime today. I've started wrapping presents and writing cards. I've made two batches of Chex mix (so much better than that crap you buy on the chip aisle), two batches of spicy cheesy popcorn (ditto), and one batch of ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I attended a funeral for the father of a man I've gotten to know through Red's Scout pack. It was a car wreck that nearly claimed the lives of both his parents. His mother is still in the hospital, stable, but couldn't make the funeral. I didn't know the deceased, but I do know that friendly faces can be a comfort in times of sorrow ( Read more... )