Ever just want to tear your hair out, or someone else's? If you cannot restore a sense of balance, you will run away from home? Just want to say some things without the constraints of staying on topic? Well, this thread is for you! If you just need a short break to let it all hang out, be a brat, then come on, you can do it. No holding back! Go for it, you can do it.
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Except that I won't start writing it until next year, in case I am no longer alive.
Signing off now,
Merry Christmas, hope you are still alive.
Sorry, couldn't resist.
The days before Christmas are often bah humbuggy.
Lucky,
I did just that, threw up the lights, let them hang out all night that way. The electrical, a cord, a plug, is what I am challenged with-and a dH who hides these things from me.
Soon, it will be Christmas......
Bah, humbug.
Now 20 some years later, it's hard to find on-line e-cards except for American Greetings and someone by the name of Lawson that has beautiful musical cards. But more than half my relatives don't even have an e-mail address much less own a computer. They prefer telephoning.
I have noticed that greeting card selections are gotten so thin on special cards, like to Godmother, God-daughter, Aunt, Uncle, Aunt & Uncle. I went to 3 stores looking for Aunt & Uncle for Christmas card and each store had one selection of card, usually for a child to send.... [sigh].
I don't do Facebook, either, never have.
I have three people who my late parents knew but I have no clue who they are... friends or relatives? Guess I will write a note asking who they are, in a polite way. At least from the addresses, I know if they were known by my Mom or by my Dad.
So I am behaving badly here as I use to have all my cards ready a couple days after Thanksgiving. My OCD must be on vacation :P
In that case, smile indulgently and suggest any donations might be better directed to those in real need in such straitened times..? In fact, why not top it off with a donation of your own? - you must have a spare can or two hiding at the back of the cupboard.
Love the pot roast at Mimi's but if you really want a treat have a meal at tamo'shanter in Los Feliz - part of the lawry's prime rib chain
For years we used to go to a wonderful seafood dinner on Xmas eve
- Voss Norwegian sparkling water
- oyster shooter
- warm sour dough bread
- clam chowder
- baked Halibut
- acorn squash
- hot fudge sundae
Sadly this wonderful restaurant closed last year - a sign of the times - now I'm depressed thinking about it
MsMadge mentioned the eggplant and tofu (kinda sauteed crisp on edges) at panda express---together with other good things-I like mine with fried rice.
But last night, our kitchen being closed for reasons, went out to celebrate hubs' birthday month-a theme that I am coming to enjoy more and more! We shared mimi's chopped cobb salad-brought leftovers home, and tried the tender pot roast, fresh broccoli, it was great. Splurging I feel, but good nutrition makes a difference in a restful nite's sleep.
Wishing for each of my brat buddies to treat themselves at least once-you are worth it-and deserving!
What is your favorite?
CWillie your story reminds me of something funny. When we were all young still and living at home my Mom used to come down to the t.v. room with a big tray with a pot of tea and cookies, store bought, not that she didn't bake, she did all the time, but in this particular instance, it was store bought cookies. My younger brother was laying on one couch, me on the other and my Mom in her recliner. My brother reached for a cookie, looked at it and then threw it into the fireplace. It made a good, satisfying plunk sound as it landed in the fire. This, just struck me so funny. I laughed till I had tears rolling down my face. The look on my Mom's face was hysterical too.
Don Francisco. The Steeple Song
I don't care how many buses you own
Or the size of your sanctuary
Doesn't matter how steep
Your steeple is, if it's sittin' on a cemetery
I don't care if you pave your parking lot
Or put pads upon your pews
What good is a picture perfect stage
If you're missin' all the cues
I don't care if your pastor is super powered
And your program's always new
What you need is love and truth
And men are gonna come to you
It doesn't matter if you know the Bible
If it's all just in your head
But the thing I need to ask you
Is have you done the things I said?
Do you love your wife?
For her and for and for your children
Are you layin' down your life?
What about the others?
Are you livin' as a servant
To your sisters and your brothers?
Do you make the poor man beg you for a bone?
Do the widow and the orphan cry alone?
I don't care if you pray for miracles
I don't care if you speak with tongues
I don't care if you've said you love Me
In every song you've sung
It doesn't matter if your sacrifice of praise
Is loud enough to raise the dead
The thing I need to ask you
Is have you done the things I said?
Do you love your wife?
With all you've got inside you
Are you layin' down your life?
What about the others?
Are you livin' as a servant
To your sisters and your brothers?
Do you make the poor man beg you for a bone?
Do the widow and the orphan cry alone?
Lord, when were you a prisoner
But we did not come to you
When was it that we saw you sick
That we didn't follow through
Every time you turned your head
And pretended not to see
When you did it not to the least of these
You did it not to Me
I love the church.
Here is the church, here is the steeple, here, look inside,
there's all the people.
Nah, this is the caregivers behaving badly thread, and I am a brat.
It is a pet peeve of mine to have the church (people) perpetrate their activities on unsuspecting victims.
P.S. Cwillie, I feel that I get to say stuff like this because I am a christian, and know how offensive and off-putting the activities of the church can be at times.
But I'll mind my manners, as always.
Many, many years ago the ladies would put together a plate of home baked goodies for those who couldn't bake for themselves any more and visit with the recipients. I'm not sure if the "A" list still gets visits, but I know that mom never has. The "goodies" are also now an assortment of store bought snacks like pudding cups and individually wrapped cookies and a can of pop (bonus if is a holiday edition and it has a picture of Santa on it), and is frankly rather sad. I understand that some nursing homes want treats individually wrapped and that some people have dietary restrictions, but I honestly don't see the point of this lame offering, especially as it is meant to demonstrate christian fellowship and that those who can't attend church are still remembered. Would it too churlish if I tell him we don't want/need it, or should I just accept graciously and toss the whole lot in the trash after he leaves??