Yule, Ya’ll.


Holy sausage balls, what a holiday season its been so far. We’ve been so busy that I can hardly find my own ass with both hands, big as it is. My Father-in-Law has been seriously ill since the fall so that’s been its own challenge as well.

Last Christmas was pretty much a loss as I had just moved here and our house was in a terrible state. I also caught an awful cold and it just wasn’t a very happy time. I just remember feeling cold, the house was dark and I was annoyed by the whole season. This year, despite the illness in our family, (or possibly because of) I’m trying to kind of go a little Norman Rockwell.
I’ve decorated the inside of the house – two fireplace mantles, a dining room centerpiece, singing Santa’s, a nativity and the start of a little Christmas village atop our piano. Johnny took care of the outside. O Holy night, did he ever. We have blinking snowflakes adoring the eaves. We have an 8ft blow up snowman and his lesser partner, a 4ft douchey penguin with a dim bulb. We have multi colored lights strewn over every bush and plant. Of course, none of them match and that makes it even better. You know what I’m talking about. Those suburban upper-class neighborhoods (“milfhavens”, johnny calls them) where every house is draped alike in clear white lights and icicles. Not us. It’s Charlie Brown Christmas over here!
We made Christmas cookies and decorated them last week. We had a blast and the girls were quite creative.
My favorite:

I’m not sure if this is an angel with a ‘fro, or possibly a Rastafarian snowman, perhaps?

Albino Ziggy Stardust? I love the Bernadette Peters pie-hole.
We’re planning on watching every Christmas special offered up by the media. Well, I’m drawing the line at any type of Yuletide Spongebob crap. This weekend we’re putting up the tree, hanging stockings, and I’m going to even attempt to make popcorn balls! Ambitious, I know. Luckily I have plenty of eggnog for inspiration. Let’s not kid ourselves.
Not sure what the holidays will hold for us but we’re together and that’s enough. I refuse to lose sight of what the holiday truly represents. The nativity and Holy Bible sit atop the piano as well and I thank God daily for all the good in my life. I’m certainly luckier than I deserve.
After all, the other night I came home to this:

Nah, I’m not lucky… I’m blessed.

Here’s wishing you and yours a peaceful and joyous season.

3 thoughts on “Yule, Ya’ll.

  1. Jane says:

    Bernadette Peters pie hole……….Now that was funny!

  2. Clueless says:

    Read all three. Love your stories. And thanks for the adorable monkey pic.

  3. Anonymous says:

    sign I saw fits your life"We may not have it all together, but together we have it all"bless you sislove and kissesthe other brother

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