The Reason for THIS Season

As I sit here at work, debating the suspicious absence of funds in my checking account just one day after pay day, it has dawned on me that even after my proclamation to skip gift-buying this year (due to upcoming wedding dues), I am still stressing over how I'm to buy this and how am I to buy that. And I'm asking myself "why?" I had come to the conclusion (novel as it may be) that Christmas is not about gifts disguised in sparkly paper & bags; yet I've still been feeling wrong for not buying MORE gifts. Will everyone understand? Will they think badly of me when they don't get something from me? Would someone please shake me! What exactly am I worried about? The reason for THIS season did not come about because one day, thousands of years ago, two people happened to buy gifts for one another on the same day during the wintertime and decided to make it a yearly deal. And yet, strangely enough, it IS about a gift...a gift from heaven, a gift from God, a gift more precious than I think you or I can truly comprehend. Sure, this gift may have actually been given in the springtime, or the summertime, but we today celebrate it in this season. And while I think we're all a little guilty of letting this slip our overworked & overstressed minds, we know in our hearts and in our souls what the reason for this season is. So if you too are sitting somewhere, pondering what you have left to buy and how exactly you're going to buy it, ask somebody to shake you, too. Sadly, today's hustle-bustle world can skew our "reasoning" so easily...so stop, shake the cobwebs loose, relax for a bit and just gladly accept the most wonderous gift you'll ever receive. What other reason do you need? God bless you all, today and every day.

Something Smells Fishy

I took Michael to Pappadeaux's last night to celebrate his 1-year anniversary with the P.A. police department. (Yea!) We both had an appetizer, the fondue (heavenly, rich but so good) and split the Pappadeaux platter, which should come split up 'cause if just one person ate it, they would most definitely have an infarction on the spot...that's just too much fried food for one heart to bear. But I digress.....my bill totaled a whopping $72 and change. $72!! Well, I guess I should mention the 4 Swampthings we had between us, but still. For that price, I could've rented a shrimp boat, bought a fishing pole, net and bait, caught my own catfish, shrimp, oysters $ crabs, and still have made off like a bandit. I mean really! Don't these jokers also own Pappa's Steakhouse AND Pappasito's? They're not making enough money on baked potatoes, refried beans and rice? I ramble on this way, as if my decision in any way will affect the joint, to say that the next time I feel like frequenting this place, I think I'll just throw a $50 bill in my Fry Daddy, Jr. and dip it in tartar sauce. Mmmmmmmmm, tastes good - take THAT, Pappa!

Me

So, I have my own blog now, thanks to a former co-worker of mine. I don't know even know what a 'blog' is! Oh well. I'd just like to see if anybody actually looks at it. Hopefully I'll have a slew of wittisicms, just like Laurie! :) I DO have this to say at present....I still have 10 minutes left of work and I just might not make it...................(sad to say, considering I'm doing this while at work, right?) ah well.