Dec 24, 2007
It's Christmas Eve. Hail Mary, full of grace, help me win this Christmas race. Oh, faux pas...not nice. I honestly don't think that the Virgin Mary had all this in mind when she gave birth to a baby boy in a stable. If that's the way it happened. It makes a good story. Back in those days though, they probably went by the book of Leviticus, which is devoted to all the evils known to be attached to women. Most likely, she would have been attended by women, or gave birth alone, while Joseph sat outside, smoking a cigarette, listening to some tunes. Thank the lord it was a boy, or all hell would have broken loose.
I'm dodging lightening bolts even as I write this. Ouch!!! A little too close for comfort that one. I just hope that everyone out there gets bundles of happiness this year for Christmas. (No, I don't mean kids!) I mean just plain old joy. It seems hard to come by these days. But if you open a box, and its in there, savor every single moment of it. We got an election staring us in the face, so joy will be hard to find. Sour grapes, accusations, mud-slinging, and lies will abound. Damn, Elections must be sponsored by the devil. Think of all the fun he has this time of year. His kind of people. Play it safe, vote Ron Paul.
My son and I, perhaps I have mentioned this a time or two, so here's three, have eschewed the traditional Christmas, and are just having a tryptophan loaded meal instead. We will then sleep for the next three days, and when we awaken, it will all be over. Next big holiday, the Super bowl. Nope, forgot New Years. Yep, the next big holiday.
(redneck Christmas tree)
Until then, I sincerely wish each one of you a Merry, Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanuka, A moving Kwanzaa, and whatever it is that Muslims do this time of year. (Will look that up.) As for Hindu's and Buddhists, haven't a clue either. Need to brush up on my major religions of the world, huh? Anyway, Have a Blessed, blessed Day.