So ... I'm a holiday hater. I admit it and am fine with it, though others seems to not be so comfortable with my statement. It isn't the holiday(s) that I loathe directly. What I dislike is the forced smiles, meetings, family-oriented thought processes and so on. And all that horrible salt-laden food ... blah. I can feel my tongue shriveling in my mouth.
Why do people need a specific day to be thankful, nice, giving, loving or any other manufactured emotion? Should we not just be like this all the time? And honestly, on a normal basis would I choose to be crowded in with my family yelling over one another, horking down crap and drinking too much ... although the drinking too much I can deal with. No, I would not pick this uncomfortable, forced version of home life over, let's say a Netflix binge, wine and my couch.
This year while I am strong armed into the yearly play, act one, at least I will be doing something I want to do in the afternoon; serving lunch at a senior center with my husband.
Well, anyhoo, happy hols, gobble gobble and don't choke on a turkey bone because I really think that 911 is slower to respond on holidays.
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Monday, November 17, 2014
A first, and hopefully not a last
I want to blog. I really, REALLY want to blog … but I’m just not very good at it.
First, I think I’m only entertaining to myself. Granted that’s all I really need, but if a blog is supposed to be for consumption by others, it would help if others found it entertaining also.
Second, I’m just not that good at the consistency thing. I’ll find myself thinking about blogging, possibly even starting a few lonely, random sentences … and then nothing. It’s not that I’m lazy (no really, I’m not), I just believe that sometimes I have nothing to say. A fact that probably amazes most people that know me because I apparently always have something to say.
Anyhoo … even if this is all an exercise in futility, I’m still going to take a stab at it. Well, not a stab, but maybe a poke with a dull butter knife. Hence, my blog, just a little sumpin' about nothing. Meh.
First, I think I’m only entertaining to myself. Granted that’s all I really need, but if a blog is supposed to be for consumption by others, it would help if others found it entertaining also.
Second, I’m just not that good at the consistency thing. I’ll find myself thinking about blogging, possibly even starting a few lonely, random sentences … and then nothing. It’s not that I’m lazy (no really, I’m not), I just believe that sometimes I have nothing to say. A fact that probably amazes most people that know me because I apparently always have something to say.
Anyhoo … even if this is all an exercise in futility, I’m still going to take a stab at it. Well, not a stab, but maybe a poke with a dull butter knife. Hence, my blog, just a little sumpin' about nothing. Meh.
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