Hell of a Guy

Santa Claus is coming to Town...

12/12/2011

Can it possibly be that time of year already?  Where did the year go?  I seem to have missed a couple of months.

Other than spring, this has to be my most favorite time of the year.  I love everything about Christmas.  I love the pomp and circumstance, the seasonal potpourri, the decorations, the music, the traditions, the cookies and cakes and I especially love the looks on the faces of children.  Christmas is all about children, and as we all know Christmas is the result of a child’s birth, and there ain’t no getting around it, this is a children’s holiday exactly as it should be.

It bugs the crap out of me there are those among us who would have Christmas removed from the calendar.  Don’t take me the wrong way, as Christians go I am probably in the very lowest ranks.  I do not attend a church regularly which means very close to not at all.  I think this year I may have gone twice, but only truly remember onr time clearly.  However, church does not a Christian make, I think we all know that, as well, but I do live by Christian ethics.  Having said this, my church attendance doesn’t mean I cannot love the Season.  This one carries a message every human on this planet should hear and practice – Peace on earth, good will toward men.

“Glory to God, and on earth peace, toward men of good will” (Luke 2:14) is actually how it goes, but I kind of like the way we have always heard it.

This year as I brought out the faux Christmas tree (I would love a real tree but totally impractical for our circumstances) I got the brilliant idea, even though we live a half mile off the hard surfaced road, to put candles in some of the fifty-one windows we have in our habitual abode, just to dress the joint up some.  The Nancy and I are the only ones who will ever see the lights in the windows, but what the hell, it’s Christmas, right?  Deck the halls and all that stuff!

Since we are now captivated by the Season, yesterday in preparation for the big day we did a little shopping shortly after having had some lunch and a couple of beers.  We spent a shitload of money partly because we had some lunch and a couple of beers, but were more than thrilled with what we think we purchased.  Once done, we hurried home had a little something to eat and a couple of more beers, watched a little football, bought the Green Bay Packers and joined the elite ranks of NFL owners.  What?  I am not sure what I was thinking when I heard we could own a piece of the Packers, but, what the hell, it’s Christmas.  So here we are, owners of a professional football team.  Who would have thought it?  I now know why we are advised not to make purchase decisions with a buzz.

Merry Christmas to us and Go Packers!!!

And that is all I have to say about that…

 
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