the other day, i did something completely NOT politically correct.
i wished someone a Merry Christmas.
i know, i know. i'm a rebel and i'll never be any good. but dagnabbit, i'm tired.
i'm tired of tip-toeing around this time of year.
i'm tired of offending, when i end up feeling offended.
i'm tired of apologizing for my beliefs.
so, in the grocery store the other day, i took the bull by the horns. i wished the clerk a Merry Christmas.
she didn't really know what to do. or say.
come on. i have several friends who are Jewish. i wish them a Happy Hanukkah. i have no problem with that, but when it gets closer to Christmas, i'm saying Merry Christmas.
what really put me over the edge today (besides the espresso that i'm CONVINCED the barista @ Starbucks put in my Peppermint White Chocolate Mocha) was when i passed a church on my way to work, and their message board wished everyone Happy Holidays.
OK. wait a minute. if a church that teaches the birth of Christ wishes you a happy holiday, well...something just ain't quite right.
meanwhile, rebel that i am, will be wishing a Merry Christmas, right up until tomorrow night.
in other news....
today was a short day @ work. and we also had our white elephant gift exchange today.
most fun we've had there in a year.
there was the usual - candles, a hot cocoa set, toaster, a small, very used tv, pig lips.
yeah, i said pig lips. in.a.jar. oh dear googly moogly.
oh and a macrame belt kit from Singer. the sewing machine company. it came with hair extensions.
did i mention i got that one? and that the macrame kit HAD to be from the late 70s? and it still had late 70's dust on the package.
baby, you just can't buy quality memories like that. but apparently someone has, and has given it to the white elephant fiesta.
i can't wait till next year.
so on Christmas eve, i want to thank you for your love, laughter, tears and friendship you have extended to me through your blogs, and in a few cases, real life. i am blessed beyond reason by your gifts to me.
and to all of you, from Brendan, Elvis the Wonderkat and yours truly, we all wish you, Gentle Reader, the merriest of Christmases, the happiest of memories and peace on earth.
OK, Elvis is really only interested in tuna, but the rest of us really do wish that for you.