Christmas Affronts!

Christmas Affronts!

So much controversy whirling around this year.  We have people whinging and protesting and boycotting because certain companies and individuals are replacing “Christmas” with “holiday”.  I’d be more inclined to believe their religious commitment to the holiday if they protested its celebration by a nation full of retailers.  Hey, if America hadn’t insisted on turning it into a merchandising free-for-all, we wouldn’t have had to turn Hanukkah into a big deal, create Kwanzaa, and make it into one big all-inclusive “holiday season”.  Honestly, I saw a letter to the editor in one newspaper where a woman refused to buy “holiday” M&Ms, because they were green and red, Christmas colors, and she would not buy them ever again until they either included blue and white for Hanukkah, and black for Kwanzaa.  She may not realize it, but she’s on to something.  You want to celebrate Christmas, “put Christ back in Christmas”, anything along those lines, then turn it back into a religious holiday, stop buying all the stuff (not just the M&Ms. . .the decorations, the trees, the obscenely huge number of presents nobody wants anyway) and start celebrating with midnight services and a small family observance.  There would be a huge sigh of relief!  Christians would get their holiday back.  Jews could go back to observing Hanukkah instead of celebrating it, reinstating the high holy days as the important days on the calendar.  Non-Christians would no longer have to deal with feeling obligated to celebrate a holiday that’s not theirs, or give or receive greetings that have no meaning to them, and it sure would make shopping for December birthdays a heck of a lot easier.

Far From Daily.

Far From Daily.

Daily blogging >was< my intention, but this house stuff has been tiring and nearly all-consuming.  Wednesday I spent the whole day hanging pictures and towel bars and suchlike.  Yesterday I had shopping and housework, and started preparing for the Praxis test I’m taking in January.  Today, well. . .I’ve already done a load of laundry, run, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, and moved the wrapped Christmas presents to their hiding place in the attic.  (The cat is stuck up there now.  No way am I climbing into the eaves to get him.  Stupid cat.)  I’m heading out to Costco for the first time since moving, dropping off a present at the Post Office, and checking a couple of garden centers to see if they have flats for daughter #1’s science fair project.  Then it’s house cleaning time, but the new house takes a fraction of the time to clean up that the old one did. 

At some point, I have to check the levels in the hot tub, but right now isn’t good.  We have freezing rain pelting down, and the snow earlier this week collapsed the screen house that was over the tub.  It’s not a good hot-tubbing environment, so that’s going to have to wait.  Poor dead screen house.

I Can’t Believe I’m Sitting.

I Can’t Believe I’m Sitting.

This morning started with cleaning the snow off the cars and shoveling the driveway.  After finagling the laundry around a bit, I set up a table and started wrapping presents (I’m done, BTW, except for a couple of items I pick up on regular shopping runs. . .plblblbtttt!).  I ran out to the supermarket, came home and grabbed a quick lunch, then wrapped presents some more.  Then it was time to make whoopie pies for daughter #2’s bake sale, then make dinner.  I have five minutes until it’s ready to serve, so here I am enjoying 5 minutes on my behind before it’s time to walk the dog, then make the filling for the whoopie pies and fill and wrap them.  If standing burned as many calories as it felt like today, I’d never have to diet!  Oh, and I can’t forget to pack up the recycling and put it on the curb along with the giant robo-can of doom.