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Bah, you Know...

December 21, 2011

If you're thinking why are we talking about Christmas this early, you already qualify. 

Since today, according to wellcat.com, the creators of Humbug Day, "allows everyone preparing for Christmas (can apply equally to Chanukah; what, latkes again?”) to vent their frustrations."

Once vented, presumably we will act like human beings when the holiday actually rolls around.

If it ever does.

“And the traffic, I tell you.”

“Second to agriculture, humbug is the biggest industry of our age,” as Alfred Nobel put it, so you know it’s out there.

The term was first described in 1751 as student slang and it was called "a word very much in vogue with the people of taste and fashion."

Classier to use than say, hogwash.

Its present meaning as an exclamation is closer to 'nonsense' or 'gibberish,' while as a noun, a humbug refers to a fraud or impostor, implying an element of unjustified publicity and spectacle.  

Of course, in modern usage, the word is most associated with Dickens' Ebenezer Scrooge and his famous reference about Christmas: 

"Bah! Humbug!” 

A classic case of someone who badly needed a Humbug Day was a Texas music teacher who told first-graders just this month there’s no Santa Claus.

And that parents really buy the gifts.

Well, the parents raised such a fuss the Richardson School District issued a pro-Santa statement.

Even if you were in a good mood today, that little item alone should get your blood boiling and help you get a few things off your chest about the holiday season.

It's good for you.

J. Peterman

 

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December 21, 2011 12:16 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 lotlot said...

No Bah, Humbug Scrooge time for me.

I am well into Christmas.

December 21, 2011 2:19 AM
4224 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 RoadYacht said...

I hope no one in THIS village has ever gone to the humbug xxx sites

December 21, 2011 3:21 AM
1014 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 karma swim swami said...

Quoth the Grinch, "I MUST stop CHRISTMAS from COMING."

I am font-challenged----cannot do italics from this locus.

RY: I would've assumed what you are referring to is still up for grabs, if that is the right word. I've seen all these TV commercials encouraging the viewer to declare a name and make a bid. The world is plenty downwardly mobile without it, methinks. You seem to feel the same.

December 21, 2011 3:31 AM
1014 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 karma swim swami said...

Can I tell everyone a brief story about why the hum-bug used to visit my siblings and me at Christmas every year?

Because my father was a news photographer for a TV station. The annual expectation of all the TV station photographers is that they would provide annual footage of their kids opening presents. So every year on Christmas morning, our entry round the corner and into the where the presents were beneath the tree was orchestrated and scripted. We had to have just the right look in our eyes, and had to open our presents on cue, when the 16 mm Bolex camera and tripod had veered to us.

We were bleary eyed, pajama clad, and some of the joy we showed was authentic, but much of it was just expected and coached and subjected to multiple takes. "Really tear it open.....BIG smile."

My father would hustle the 16mm film off to the station, where his and that of the other photographers would be processed and turn into a reel of clips for the evening news.

There are reels and reels of KSS family Christmas footage. Difficult to think of it as all in virtually an archaic format, as dead as 8-track tapes.

I have no bitterness, but I do have sympathy for a vein of cussedness about the season that may course through some of us some of the time. To this day, if given a present, I am reluctant to open it until I am ready, at some spontaneous time, and not just because there is an expectation I will open it.

December 21, 2011 6:01 AM
4244 Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 ChefDeb said...

I should be flattered by the excessive demonstration of Christmas my daughter is producing for my 20 month old granddaughter, but instead I am upset, although keeping it to myself. Last year, her first Christmas, I suggested to that she keep presents to a minimum and emphasize all the other wonderful aspects of Christmas. I was hoping she wouldn't set a precedent that would come back to slap her in the face in future years if financially pressed.

My childhood was filled with over the top presents, trips to the ballet for Nutcracker and every Norman Rockwell aspect my mother, who was not a nurturer the rest of the year could come up with. Kind of like the mean boss who gives a huge Christmas bonus to compensate for year round bad behavior.

When my kids were growing up I did not have the means to support such Christmases but I wanted to. In addition, my personal workload at Christmas was excessive so it became an extremely stressful time for me. So many Christmases with the sun coming up as I scraped the stickers off the toys Santa was delivering.

In the past six years my son and I have had quiet Christmases. We have had fabulous meals, great walks & talks, we even watched a Law&Order marathon one year. What is more wonderful than Christmas music (especially since there is an expiraition date!)! We both realized how out of control the gift thing had gotten.

Apparently my daughter didn't, and now I am afraid she is looking ahead to paying bills all year round for toys left under the tree and forgotten by the end of the day, and the incredible stress of finding that last Elmo doll etc. All for that Kodak moment that KSS so poignantly described--thank you for sharing that bittersweet story with us. One of the best examples of deserved Humbugness I have heard.

Eat a cookie, drink some eggnog, kiss a friend, Merry Christmas!

December 21, 2011 6:04 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Humbugs in Olde English sweet shops are a black and white striped boiled sugar sweets. I've no idea how they get the black stripes in and, frankly, life is too short to absorb every bit of useless information. One of the cashiers in our local supermarket made herself a lovely humbug necklace which she wore throughout the Festive Season. The sweets were wrapped in clear cellophane, so it wasn't sticky to wear.
In a dreary 1960's area of Birmingham, UK., a helter-skelter of road and motorways conjoin in an area called Spaghetti Junction. One of the grim tower blocks of flats (apartments) had a sense of humour. While all the other windows were decorated with twinkly lights & the usual fol-der-rol, the 7th floor had got together to make a themed decoration. The nine windows facing the motorway proclaimed in large letters the whole height of of the windows - BAH!HUMBUG!

December 21, 2011 6:06 AM
Tommy_avatar_with_black_suit 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Thomas Typicalis said...

Nonsense makes the most sense. Scrooge, pre-catharsis, and all his modern day descendents live in what I describe as hell- pissed off pseudo intellectuals who want to purchase their self worth and in doing so buy an illusion that does not exist and call it reality. Then instead of changing themselves they want everyone else to live in their hometown of Purgatory with them. Hanukkah and Christmas are about the realization that the child in us is the most important aspect of our existence. Our greatest gift is out mostly nice sometimes naughty selves wrapped up in our humorous quirky bodies that poop and pee and make boogies. Innocence and expectation and a belief that anything is possible is worth more than silver and gold. Right Mr. Ives? Growing our hearts 3 times in one day comes from being like Cindy Lou Who not a Curmudgeon wannabe whose claim to fame is pissing in someone else's cornflakes. Growing does not necessarily mean growing up. Hogwash? Why not? Screwtapes and Knowitalls are free to do as they wish. Misery loves company. Down in Whoville. Christmas goes on and on and on like life with or without you.

December 21, 2011 6:24 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

KSS~ & ChefDeb~ Thanks for your stories. Both grounds for a Bah! Humbug! mentality.
I am a mixture of amused/concerned that a real Bah!Humbug man has rented my friend's cottage for Christmas to get away from wife, family and Christmas. I've known the man for 30? years. Should I visit bearing no cards, gifts or anything pertaining to Chritmas or should I just leave him to indulge in a super-sulk?

December 21, 2011 6:29 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1 bebe said...

Absorbing the morning posts.
 
P.S.....................if you P.M.'d me I wrote a very nice reply last night & it went somewhere into the cyber universe. I tried again to get into the messages & it really doesn't want to let me. have no fear I will reply.
 
Last day of school...........pizza, presents, madness,&  glitter trees await......................oh my...........................have a loverly day all!

December 21, 2011 6:39 AM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

A bit of Bah Humbug?  Why not?  The oddest Christmas I have had was 1968, sitting in my hooch in Phu Bai Combat Base in the Republic of Vietnam.  It was my half day off, the only day off of the year (I did have a week's R&R and a week of leave, both spent in Bangkok).  I opened the gifts from my folks, and then went to the mess hall for Christmas dinner.  Each mess hall in Vietnam had orders to cook one full turkey and put it on display.  What they served, of course, was turkey roll - which wasn't all that bad.  Actually the dinner was quite good compared to our standard fare.
And then there was the Christmas of 1980.  My first wife and I had separated in June so I was nominally single.  My mother, who was mentally ill and obsessed with me, had always resented that I was married and not obsessed with her.  That Christmas she sent seven large cartons of Christmas gifts.  There must have been close to a hundred presents for my son and I.  I actually bought nothing that year.  There was too much as was.  We filled the space under the tree and then piled things up to fill one wall.
I'll take what we do now in preference.  Several well chosen gifts given with love beat any alternative.  We will play Christmas music on Christmas Day, but avoid it until then.  There's more than enough in the stores.  I cook a big turkey at Thanksgiving, and we always eat out on Christmas Day.  It is relaxing for all of us, and lets us focus on the love of the day.  It is much preferable.  Anyway, I hope your season has little Humbug and lots of love.

December 21, 2011 7:07 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

When my Dad was out in the desert during WW2, Christmas dinner was a can of corned beef and a packet of dry biscuits. He told us so every year.

December 21, 2011 7:16 AM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Riding around our little town, we see so many beautiful decorations ......... until we get to the house of a guy who actually has a "bah humbug!" sign flashing in his window.  I'm guessing Scrooge really does live there since it's up all year.
 
It's hard to get in a bad mood around this time of year even though a local oldies radio station plays Christmas music from Thanksgiving until.....forever?.............. our anniversary is Christmas Eve and this year marks 50, so it's an exciting time.
 
 
 
 
 
 

December 21, 2011 7:40 AM
4244 Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 ChefDeb said...

HAZEL--let him sulk!

ANDY--Congratulations and Happy Christmasversary!

LYNN--I now realize I never heard about my father's Christmases in WWII or I don't remember (egad). Thank you for your service to our country.

BEBE--YAhoo!!!!

December 21, 2011 8:11 AM
4244 Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 ChefDeb said...

KSS--I am sending you a virtual Pineapple Pie, to be unwrapped at any time.

December 21, 2011 9:57 AM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...


…as long as we have hands to clasp...

http://youtu.be/jzZ_YlYNINI

We little protestant boys knew a lot more about the birthday party aspect of the holiday early on. The loss of the Santa legend if anyone believed it, was not a big deal.

Andy ~
Way to go and welcome to the club.

Hazel ~
A suggestion: let him wallow.

KSS ~
Here's a little something you may open at your leisure… or not:

http://youtu.be/Jb7J98iERBQ

December 21, 2011 9:59 AM
Paolo 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 paolos said...

Command performance courtesy of Chef
Deb
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hyEztz6nY9Q
 
Did they ever serve pineapple upside down cake in
the space shuttle?
 
Dr KSS ~ Great story.  I can now picture your
Christmas morning vividly. Having heard your father's voice and experienced his
demeanor in his Autumn video I can piece the event together quite
nicely. I think many of us remember such footage from the local stations. And we
are forever in the debt of those who shared these events with us. I refuse to
hold a video camera for important events.  I miss too much.  If it is important
enough, I will remember it up here in the head and down here in the
heart.
 
Andy ~ I have a friend who lives in a cabin at the
foot of a mountain with a humbug light on display on his front deck.  His
vocation is neon art and it is one of his masterpieces.  In summer the bugs
swarm to it attracted by the faint glow and hummmmmm.

December 21, 2011 10:08 AM
10041_445991248814972_692962064_n Com-100Com-300First-comHr-1 The Giraffe said...

Andy - Happy Anniversary!!  An exciting time for you mixed with Hanukkah.
 
Here we do Christmas and this year Hanukkah also. Very traditional with the children and grandchildren, Christmas Eve and then Christmas morning.
 
These holidays are so hectic for most, the traffic is terrible, everyone honking the horns, people pushing and shoving, no place to put the car - I don't remember this frantic commercialism when I was growing up and I'm glad it wasn't.  Now, in case you might forget, Halloween begins in August, Thanksgiving in September and Christmas at Halloween.  And that IS Bah Humbug!!
 
 

December 21, 2011 10:12 AM
Paolo 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 paolos said...

Stoney ~ Country boys too. 
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OExXItDyWEY
 
We seem to have distanced ourselves from the story
of the magi and from the legend of the first Saint Nicholas.  I have yet to understand what a newborn jewish boy was expected to do with gifts of gold,
frankincense and myrrh. 

December 21, 2011 10:19 AM
4244 Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 ChefDeb said...

thank you Paolos

December 21, 2011 10:46 AM
Paolo 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 paolos said...

CD ~ Not a problem. Bwahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

 

December 21, 2011 10:52 AM
Paolo 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 paolos said...

I find it rare that a merchant will send a
Christmas card to his customers, 
and most rare that the card will be signed by the
hand of the owner. 
Not a typical mass produced card overfilled with
coupons, but a simple Merry Christmas wish and
expressed appreciation.
I find it rare, refreshing and worthy of public
note.
You are most welcome, Mr. Peterman, and thank you,
it is a pleasure doing business with you.
 

December 21, 2011 11:29 AM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Carol said...

 Christmas is and always was more than decorations and Santa....and I have my parents to thank for that--perhaps the best gift they've given me.   As principal of the Lutheran schools over the years and many many years of muical and choir involvement my dad always presented the real importance of the celebration.  The rest was just icing on the cake.  And because they had little money Christmas gifts were never a real splash out.  My sister and I always got a doll--hers would be a brunette and mine a blonde--with an outfit or two secretly sewn by our mother before Christmas.  My brother got the usual truck, train, holster/gun boy toys.  But never more than one really special gift.  We took turns carefully unwrapping each gift, handing the paper to my mother who gently refolded it to be used again next year, and we oohed and aahed over everyone else's treasures as well as our own.  How many times did we each say with mounting excitement "Oh!  Just what I always wanted!!!"--and really mean it........And then we could eat the hard candies from the stocking we recieved from the Men's Club at church after the Christmas Eve children's program the night before.   Nope!  No humbug in this corner...
  

December 21, 2011 12:05 PM
Photo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Peter Lake said...

ChefDeb, are you reading the new Jo Nesbo book yet.... The Leopard? So far, so good.

I'm not a bah humbug kind of guy, but Chritmas can either be the happiest or the loneliest day of the year.

Peace out

December 21, 2011 12:11 PM
4244 Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 ChefDeb said...

PL--top of my C'mas list...otherwise it'll be Amazon one-click next week!

CAROL-- now THAT sounds like Christmas should be!

December 21, 2011 12:26 PM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

Let me be the first to wish everyone a Happy Festivus. Let the airing of grievances begin.

December 21, 2011 12:34 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

I thought I would share one more Christmas memory, this time a good one.  In 1948, by Christmas, I was 5½.  We kived in Melrose Park, one of the Chicago suburbs, but a particularly tough one.  It was none as a bedroom community for the Mafia.  The schools were very tough, so my parents opted to have me do kindergarten in a local Lutheran school.  On Christmas Eve, they did a Christmas Pageant.  The auditorium was filled with lights and candles, and there was a huge Christmas tree.  My class had learned a simple carol which we sang, and then the older classes sang.  My mother later told me that some of the older classes sang in German, and it was the first time they had done so since the start of WW II.  I remember that the singing, German or English, was beautiful, and the setting in that light filled auditorium was magical.  It was a nice way to start Christmas.

December 21, 2011 12:40 PM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

I don't do much gifting for Christmas anymore. My parents are gone, my siblings and their families all live back east--I send the younger gereration checks since I have no idea what they want or need.  My husband's family doesn't exchange gifts either--I just get his mom a gift certificate and/or something silly.  I'm one of those people that is really difficult to shop for because I already have way too much stuff and indulge myself (too) regularly. So why bother?  What I look for at Christmas is the delight I get in my decorations--I put up a lovely tree covered with glass ornaments I have collected over the years.  And I really enjoy all the lights in my home and around the neighborhood--helps combat our long, dark nights.  We do send out a Christmas letter to friends and family--we're told that our letters are good (we alternate writing them, him one year, me the next.) and we enjoy sending and receiving news from friends and family.
 
This year I probably put up about 1/3 of all the decorations I keep stored in the basement. I dont' want to work too hard at it--keep it fun.  I do particularly enjoy my wooden carved Santa's that I put on the mantle.  That and a hopefully delicious Christmas dinner that I will prepare Christmas day while my beloved paints my closet.  And then there's the Packer game...

December 21, 2011 12:47 PM
10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photo Cassiepants said...

Good morning, all!  KSS~Thank you so much for sharing your story. I had a similar reaction when I attended holiday gatherings with my mother - because I was her 'shining star' and had to play piano to impress the guests any time we had people over. Graduated with a degree in piano and haven't touched it in years, because I get more joy now from chatting with people and being behind the scenes. Hazel~ Who knows why the cottage guest needs time away. I say, let him be where he is. Sometimes the spirit of Christmas is caring enough not to force someone to feel holiday cheer.  Paolos~I am with you in not following my own every move with a video camera. I did not record my wedding, because I knew that I had found my forever mate, and wanted to capture the details in their perfect imperfection in my mind, not through the cold eye of a video camera.   This year, we are in a better financial place than we have been in a long time, and I'm afraid my dear husband has gone overboard on purchasing gifts for me. I find such gift-receiving stressful, though I know it comes from the depths of his heart and the joy he finds in the relationship we have. Maybe it's because Mom always gave Dad socks, underwear and chocolate, but I once requested a Swiffer mop for Christmas. ChefDeb~ His largesse when it's just the two of us does make me worry that we'll fall into the same pattern your daughter has if we're ever blessed with bambinos.  

December 21, 2011 12:49 PM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

I do still remember the magic and wonder I felt when we would do our annual Christmas pagent at school; the words from St. Luke,

And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed.  And all went to be taxed, everyone into his own city. And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David) To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child. And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.


And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,


"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men."


And it came to pass, as the angels were gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made known unto us. And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe lying in a manger. And when they had seen it, they made known abroad the saying which was told them concerning this child. And all they that heard it wondered at those things which were told them by the shepherds. But Mary kept all these things, and pondered them in her heart. And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things that they had heard and seen, as it was told unto them.

December 21, 2011 12:54 PM
Atticus_1 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Bert said...

I have a custom made (@ Spitzfadden Stationery Shop) rubber stamp & red ink pad. It says "HUMBUG" in big letters. Only use consistent with professionalism guidelines left is cancelling umpteen extra satellite tv channels, that provider tricked minor children into "ordering" with a click of the remote.

Carol, my dad was Lutheran too, mom was Roman Catholic. I understand that behind the stuffy 1st impression given off by some of the Lutheran persuasion is a compassionate man or woman with a heart of gold. You are lucky to still have the memories & the opportunity to say "thanks, dad."

Lynn, you have the audacity to proclaim roots in Melrose Park? Not smart, you risk becoming the stunt double for Tony Soprano, after he got his "cement overcoat"....

Everyone: Christmas Greetings, Seasons Greetings, whatever I am too inarticulate to say any better. I need to finish up early today, County Jail is depressing enough even I risk the bad move of showing weakness (public hint of compassion). We all need to be thankful, we at least food on the table, and a surrogate or real "family" with whom we may celebrate joy.

December 21, 2011 12:57 PM
10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photo Cassiepants said...

I Marjorie~The little girl in me still recalls the wonder I felt at the Christmas story. Thank you so much for sharing.   

December 21, 2011 1:01 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Thanks, l Marjorie ~ for the reminder of what it's really about.

December 21, 2011 1:16 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Lynn830~ That singing you describe happens often in Wales. The Welsh sing in Welsh, the English sing in English and the Clwb Rwgbi (Rugby Club) sing the rude version. We also have a local Polish Village, founded by WW2 refugees. When they join us, extra languages come into the mix.

December 21, 2011 1:32 PM
1474 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 comfortable1 said...

Bah Humbug!   I have seven relatives coming for the holidays.  So all kinds of prep is required - cleaning, food, decorating, giftees, etc.  But they all arrive on different days and all leave on different days and we are all together for only one day out of the eight total days.  Just call me the airport super shuttle! But - all are family, all are loving, all get along with each other, all are easy going, and we have one whole day together.  All in all, an awful lot to be very thankful and very happy for!!   God bless us everyone!

December 21, 2011 1:32 PM
1474 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 comfortable1 said...

Bah Humbug!   I have seven relatives coming for the holidays.  So all kinds of prep is required - cleaning, food, decorating, giftees, etc.  But they all arrive on different days and all leave on different days and we are all together for only one day out of the eight total days.  Just call me the airport super shuttle! But - all are family, all are loving, all get along with each other, all are easy going, and we have one whole day together.  All in all, an awful lot to be very thankful and very happy for!!   God bless us everyone!

December 21, 2011 1:32 PM
1474 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 comfortable1 said...

Bah Humbug!   I have seven relatives coming for the holidays.  So all kinds of prep is required - cleaning, food, decorating, giftees, etc.  But they all arrive on different days and all leave on different days and we are all together for only one day out of the eight total days.  Just call me the airport super shuttle! But - all are family, all are loving, all get along with each other, all are easy going, and we have one whole day together.  All in all, an awful lot to be very thankful and very happy for!!   God bless us everyone!

December 21, 2011 1:32 PM
1474 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 comfortable1 said...

Bah Humbug!   I have seven relatives coming for the holidays.  So all kinds of prep is required - cleaning, food, decorating, giftees, etc.  But they all arrive on different days and all leave on different days and we are all together for only one day out of the eight total days.  Just call me the airport super shuttle! But - all are family, all are loving, all get along with each other, all are easy going, and we have one whole day together.  All in all, an awful lot to be very thankful and very happy for!!   God bless us everyone!

December 21, 2011 1:32 PM
1474 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 comfortable1 said...

Bah Humbug!   I have seven relatives coming for the holidays.  So all kinds of prep is required - cleaning, food, decorating, giftees, etc.  But they all arrive on different days and all leave on different days and we are all together for only one day out of the eight total days.  Just call me the airport super shuttle! But - all are family, all are loving, all get along with each other, all are easy going, and we have one whole day together.  All in all, an awful lot to be very thankful and very happy for!!   God bless us everyone!

more on the honor roll
December 21, 2011 1:32 PM
4224 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 RoadYacht said...

Miss Blue~ now Miss Blues , a badge of Honor and prestige, lasting long after the Bah Humbug of "Is THIS all~?~?~" on Christmas morning...by the way, I notice a dearth of  XMAS ....so, I guess the war on XMAS worked...   bwahahahaha

December 21, 2011 1:34 PM
1474 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoHr-1 comfortable1 said...

YIKES -- apologies for the quintuplication!  It's that Elf on the Shelf getting back at me!

December 21, 2011 1:46 PM
Tommy_avatar_with_black_suit 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Thomas Typicalis said...

Cat Ballou with lunch. Love the strolling banjo playing. Lee Marvin still rocks. As Kid Sheleen he says "At first you don't think you can stand to get hit, then you realize you can take it 'cause the blood don't matter, and you know you're gonna live. It's a great gift I'm goin' to give you - to know it don't hurt to fight" Gifts come in all forms I reckon. Sometimes you thank the one who gave you the fat lip. What we do and what we suffer aren't usually weighed by the same scales Aesop though. Now back to Pastrami and salt and vinegar chips.
 

December 21, 2011 1:49 PM
Cestmoiparis 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoFirst-review Alison said...

Although I love a lot to do with Christmas, I can honestly say I hate this time of year. Leave me my tree, my Christmas music, my ornaments and lights, and the good food; the rest I can and do do without. As others have mentioned, my childhood memories were of egregious excess at Christmas (in my case, by a set of parents who did well materially after being raised poor; and so Christmas was, to put it mildly, a production, with my mother's grimaces indicating my overall sourness and lack of gratitude if the exact right expression was not pasted on my face all day). To put it mildly, I grew to despise excess, and wished we could just simply be *happy.*

Sweden last Christmas was a revelation, tack god. ;-) They manage to get together, celebrate the season, and have a good time, all without spending all of their money, going broke, into debt, or hating one another at the end of it. I think that's because they have not given in to commercialism. It's a very low-key Christmas. A small tree, homemade ornaments; Tomte Jul (Father Christmas, played by the husband of the house, complete with costume) distributes gifts from his sack... gifts are simple (pairs of socks, soap, clothes) and the emphasis is on family and food. Apparently last year was the first year in 35 years they didn't watch Donald Duck cartoons on TV, Donald being very big in Sweden, apparently... downtown reminded me of Christmas when I was little, almost 50 years ago, with white lights and stars decorating the streets. There was record snow. It was incredibly beautiful, just what I imagine Christmas should be (except not in Swedish, a difficult language, since it's like Cantonese: all tonal).

Anyway: Happy Christmas! I only say 'humbug' to crass consumerism. What Jesus would have done with all this crap, I do *not* know. I sometimes visualise him, opening presents on this day we call the Mass of Christ, but the image refuses to take hold. ;-) Probably with good reason.

December 21, 2011 1:50 PM
Tommy_avatar_with_black_suit 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Thomas Typicalis said...

Sorry mustard dripping miskey- "Aesop thought". Nat King Cole's voice is velvet smooth even though he had cancer filming Ballou.

December 21, 2011 2:01 PM
Cestmoiparis 10photoviewsFirst-comFirst-photoFirst-review Alison said...

And here is something to explain Tomte Jul (or it could be Jul Tomte; I can't remember, a consistent problem these days...): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomte

December 21, 2011 3:13 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Carol said...

 CD--thanks for your kind words!

December 21, 2011 3:41 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Oooooohhhh! I got a delivery from Amzon today with 5 wrapped packages - from my son. I know they are books and DVD's and I know I'll love them. Itching to open them, but will make myself wait 'till Christmas day. They have gold paper and white ribbon ..... Eeeeeewww ~ how can I wait so long?

December 21, 2011 3:45 PM
Bwme 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 nachista said...

Hazel, my mom makes mint humbugs.  She makes the stripe by splitting the batch in two and coloring half, she beats both of them until they go from clear to opaque and then she rolls them into long "snakes" then rolls all the snakes together into one long piece of candy and snips them into individual pieces.
 
So the 21st is Humbug day and then the 23rd is Festivus.  I think the only difference is the "feats of incredible strength", mine is usually an exhibition of my strength of self control by not strangling someone with their own tinsel.  *sigh* I have never been a christmas person and I don't think I ever will become one.  There are things I like about it, but on the whole so much of it smacks of phony sentimentalism, guilt, fake traditions co-opted from pagan religions as a political move to enforce christian conversion, greed, and stress.  Even as a child I dreaded Christmas.

December 21, 2011 4:02 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Thank you all for your good wishes; I'm grateful that my husband really likes old things.
 
I love the picture at the top.
 
 

December 21, 2011 4:08 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

The manufactured traditions of some families are worthy of a "bah humbug" -- my thankgoodnessshe'snowex daughter in law's family, did these things that were supposed to be tradition; something they read about in a book?  Something, perhaps, neighbors did?  Whatever, it never rang true and it seemed that they all found it to be a chore.  Our traditions, albeit for Chanukah, Christmas, any holiday, are those that kind of evolve...usually from something a child did and then became meaningful over the years; to be brought out, unwrapped and cherished even if it's just a story.......expecially if it's just a story.

December 21, 2011 4:18 PM
Photo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Peter Lake said...

ChefDeb, I gotta know ....... Am I the only faithful reader of the Jo Nesbo mystery/serial killer series that thinks it a bit quirky that his constant chief of detectives is named Harry Hole. It took awhile before I could take him seriously....

December 21, 2011 4:39 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

nachista~ HOW WONDERFUL! You have made my day and several to come. Only in this Village could I meet somebody whose Mother makes home-made mint humbugs. Love your description of rolling out snakes etc. I said early this morning that I did not need to know how they get the get the stripes in humbugs, and now I am delighted that I do know. Thanks so much, - you speak of your Mother in the present tense, give her a hug from me.

December 21, 2011 4:41 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Never mind the typo

December 21, 2011 4:49 PM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

What I've found with all the Christmas hype is that if you expect anything from anyone, you're likely to be disappointed.  I know that sounds kind of cynical, but it works for me.  The only person responsible for me having a Merry Christmas is myself. I don't hold out for the perfect gift so I'm not disappointed if I don't get it. If I happen to get a gift that I enjoy, I'm delighted.  As I said above, I decorate my own home to my own liking (my husband would be content to forgo the entire process, but helps me carry boxes up from the basement),  and I try not to get into too much gift giving frenzy. I guess, bottom line, it's all about the food. I haven't decided yet what I'm going to make for Christmas dinner, but it will probably include some sort of roasted beast and an old Bordeaux wine.  I had some wonderful Christmases as a child and some lousy ones too.  I just like to try to keep the magic alive in my heart. Food usually works.
 
Now I have to look into this Jo Nesbo stuff. I love a good mystery and serial killers too?  Sounds like a hit!

December 21, 2011 4:52 PM
10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photo Cassiepants said...

So, I've just worn my new Peterman long-sleeve t-shirt to work today. And I have a spot of balsalmic vinegar on it. Already. Less than 6 hours after I put it on for the first time. Any ideas on how to get it out once I get home? (It's in, shall we say, a far too conspicuous place for me to scrub at the office).

December 21, 2011 5:01 PM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

For stain removal, here's what I found on the internet.  I HATE it when I do that!
 
Step 1: Rinse the excess liquid from the fabric, and flush the stained area with cool water, being careful not to spread the stain further.

Step 2: Make a solution of half a teaspoon of liquid laundry detergent, mixed with a tablespoon of white vinegar, and a quart of warm water. Let the stained fabric soak in this solution for about 15 minutes.


Step 3: Thoroughly rinse the fabric with clear cool water.

Step 4: Launder in the hottest water the fabric will allow to get out the stain, and either chlorine bleach if the fabric will allow it, or color bleach if not.


Hint: Make sure the stain is gone after washing, but before you place in the dryer or you may set the stain. Repeat if necessary.



December 21, 2011 5:04 PM
4244 Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 ChefDeb said...

PL-lol! I haven't started Nesbo yet but thank goodness you warned me about Harry Hole so I can get over my giggles first!

December 21, 2011 5:09 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Cassie~ Before you do anything drastic, take shirt off, place vinegar stain on nozzle of tap (faucet) and try flushing it off. In future wear an apron!

December 21, 2011 5:31 PM
10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photo Cassiepants said...

Thanks, I Marjorie! I have just remembered why I usually stick with black and burgundy. Sky blue shows EVERYTHING...

December 21, 2011 5:46 PM
Bwme 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 nachista said...

Cassiepants, consider that spot part of breaking in.  It will come out (it is the oil based stains that can be complicated), but now the shirt has been lived in, and loved.  Keep in mind that rubbing baking soda immediately into stains will allow the soda to absorb the liquid and lift out the stain when washed.  Be careful with vinegar, it can actually set colorful stains from natural dyes such as red cabbage, beets, etc.  Everyone else is right about cool water to rinse the stain and hot water to wash it away.
 
Hazel, you've made me want to listen to "A Child's Christmas In Wales", it is one of my favorite radio shows ever.  I wouldn't mind some Welsh carollers, I've never met anyone from Wales who couldn't sing beautifully.  In fact it was church members who immigrated from Wales that started the Mormon Tabernacle Choir here in Utah 165 years ago.  One of the most prolific Mormon hymn writers was also from Wales, his name was Evan Stephens.  Sadly in our little neighborhood we are most likely to hear drunken neighbors singing along to mariachi bands, accompanied by the football players down the street shooting trap in the abandoned lot just North of our neighborhood.  It is like living in an episode of My Name Is Earl.

December 21, 2011 5:54 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 spring rain said...

Winter is the worst.  It's 5:44 pm and dark already.  I cannot take this darkness.  I have never felt less than I do this year.Who says we need to have "warm fuzzies" about Christmastime anyway?  I found no joy in Christmas shopping this year.  I almost burst into tears in one store.  Christmas decoratons are beautiful to look at, but, I find no happiness in decorating.  I find no excitement in spending 4 hours putting together a tree and decorating it.  There are too many other things that need to be done. . . and the guilt that comes along from not getting those things done for putting up the tree.  By the time the tree is up and finished, I am exhausted and so overwhelmed and sick of it.  Then there is the close family members who are hateful. The fussing and yelling because I bought them something, or because someone else bought them something. Then the fussing at me because someone bought me something only because they felt the need to reciprocate because I gave them a gift. Once I bought someone in my family a beautiful long wool coat for Christmas. I was so happy that I could buy this for them. When Christmas came, and the gift was unwrapped, this person did not even pull the tissue off the coat completely to see it. They never even unfolded the coat from the box. They said, "WHAT IS THIS????!!!" and threw it back down in the box. My heart was broken. I took it back to the store and kept the money.  Then this same person screams and yells because a turkey is in the oven.  They say it makes the house stink. Then they yell and fuss because presents were bought for the other family memebers. They say no one wants what they were given, and all the money was wasted.  So Christmas to me brings nothing but fear of strife and screaming and yelling. I hate to see the day come because it hurts so much. This person leaves no good memories for me. Every Christmas as far back as I can recall always has this person screaming and yelling and fussing. I dread it so much. Easter brings so much more anticipation and joy into my heart than Christmas ever did or does now. 

December 21, 2011 5:59 PM
293 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 rings90 said...

20,00 Pounds of Bah-Humbug books is what I will be moving this week.  I have had it _ think I broke on Monday when the caller was a rude Jerk & again today when the caller wanted to know if he could be an Amazon gift card at the B&N.  I siad umm No becuase we are B&N. Then he asked if I knew where he could get one. I said no I don't work for that company. Then I got a long speech about how I won"t helps someone & THIS IS the time of the year where I should be doing so... 
 So while I am running around finding books unpacking books & trying to remeber where evrything goes along with taking care of my mom who fell & broke a few ribs last week.. Becuase I have NO CLUE where this procastinator can buy 1 item, I am being selfish?  BUH HUMBUG X Infinity I guess for me than... 

December 21, 2011 6:04 PM
Paolo 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 paolos said...

Miss Blue ~ Last night I watched the Hebrew Hammer for the first time.
Thanks for linking the trailer.I laughed frequently, not uncontrollably but
often.  I wonder, why is it Pat Robertson can't laugh at something as innocuous
as the SNL Tim Tebow skit?  Does he truly believe that the maker of all things
has no sense of humor?  That is a rhetorical question, but as always, you are
welcome to opine if you so desire. I am off to the mall.  Last minute shopping, I am in my element.

December 21, 2011 6:14 PM
Tommy_avatar_with_black_suit 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Thomas Typicalis said...

In my college years, I was preparing a holiday cheese fondue when my "spirit lamp" leaked and liquid fire flowed from the hearth area where I lounged with my lady friend toward the Christmas tree. I panicked hearing tales of dry trees going up in a blaze of danger and destruction.  I ripped open the nearest present which was a supply of tube socks like pro basketball players and Magnum, PI wore in the 70's with short shorts. My babe and I mopped up the oil and fire and somehow we got it out. I knew my roommate was due home soon and doing some flawed boy thinking folded the socks and pieces thereof back in the box & rewrapped it after luckily finding the gift tag. When he opened the present I slinked into another room and heard variations of Bah Humbug that rank with the Dad on Christmas Story when working on the furnace. He reminds me of that everytime I see him during the holidays 30+ years later. I failed to differentiate earlier between the chronic bah humbug and the more popular "temporarily insane" version. I sit corrected.

December 21, 2011 6:30 PM
10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Stoney said...


So, it's ac-centuate the negative eh?
Well, I suppose in this time of irrational exuberance over burgeoning world and domestic economies, hyper-employment and serenity on the international governance stage, that a little dampening down was called for and it does seem to be in good hands today.

Little video cameras like the Flip ( sadly no longer available ) just set on the table, aimed at the gift openers or recording what the kids are up to are great.
Very high quality video and audio. Cheap to buy easy to save and to share.
Also effective at catching thieves.

I marjorie ~
Today, more than once, you've come across like the sister I always wished for and didn't get.

Carol ~

You too. Nice memories.

One year and I think it was nineteen and fifty-ni-un, I made a crazy Christmas dream wish list and got everything on it. That was the end of that.

December 21, 2011 6:30 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

spring rain~! Do you feel better now? In the Northern Hemisphere, tomorrow is the shortest day of the year - after that, every day will have a little longer daylight.. How do things like the snowdrops know? Every year, I get a first snowdrop on New Year's Day. I get the black glooms at this time of year and the first flowers always cheer me up.

December 21, 2011 6:39 PM
10photoviewsCom-100First-comFirst-photo Cassiepants said...

Ladies of the Eye, many thanks for your remedies! Hazel~ sadly, I was simply attempting to eat my salad at work for lunch when the incident happened.
 
Spring~I am heartbroken for your story of Christmases destroyed by the incarnation of Humbug. Scrooge,pre-Ghost visitation, sounds as if he could teach your relatives lessons in compassion and graciousness. I wish for you the ability to find a warm, lovely, thoughtful and appreciative audience for your sweet, loving nature. Although you will always have hearts welcoming you here in the Village.
 
As for myself, after years of chaos and disappointment, I married a man who follows a 'tradition be-damned if they don't make us happy' policy. It has given me enough strength to have my own holiday tradition -  of gift-giving to those who appreciate it, donations and offerings of meals to the homeless, and hiding out at my house for a blissful 8 or 9 days of time with my sweetheart. It is the antithesis of humbuggery, but mostly because I do all my shopping online and avoid the malls.

December 21, 2011 7:42 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Cassiepants ~ I view a stain in such a conspicuous spot as a good thing.  It indicates that there something to catch that drip instead of dropping straight to your lap.

December 21, 2011 7:44 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 hazel leese said...

Cassiepants~ do let us know if your Lady Macbeth "Out, out, damn spot" efforts were successful.
Duvet time in Wales. Nos da, dear people. x

December 21, 2011 7:44 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Paolos ~ Ah, The Hebrew Hammer -- I had it on one day and didn't know what I was watching and then, once I did, told my husband that (next time he can't sleep) he must see it -- yes, so funny.

December 21, 2011 7:46 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

PL ~ No, you're not alone, I too am a faithful reader of Jo Nesbo (and Harry Hole).

December 21, 2011 8:19 PM
Poison_dart_frog_2 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 Miss Blue said...

    PaolosAnyone who doubts "the maker of all things" has a sense of humor, should look at themselves naked in a full length mirror.

December 21, 2011 8:21 PM
Poison_dart_frog_2 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 Miss Blue said...

   ..and happy anniversary ANDY !!!

December 21, 2011 8:34 PM
Me_and_dave 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Andy said...

Miss Blue ~ I too have often said that "the maker of all things" has a sense of humor -- certainly do agree.......
and Thank You!  Fifty years; a mere blink of the eye and <whispering - I still get those butterflies in my stomache when he comes home in the evening.>

December 21, 2011 8:41 PM
1-dscn1106-4 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 PARK4 said...

spring rain: "God made night; man made darkness." Isn't that how it goes?  You need a large glass of Swedish glogg to light up the night and chase away the dark in the corners of your spirit.  Warm fuzzies aren't the worst thing in the world to feel, unless they're the itchy kind of course - or you just might be a ChristmasHumbug kind of person (my father was), in which case I think it's best to just sit down out of sight of any Yuletide decorations with the entire bowl of glogg and a glass until the 26th.  Cheers! (It's almost over).

December 21, 2011 8:54 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 spring rain said...

Hazel, yes, snowdrop flowers are lovely.  Here, they will not bloom until mid to late February. Park, I have never drunk a drop of alcohol in my life and do not intend to start any time soon.Alcohol would not help matters, only make them worse.  I am not afraid of  "warm fuzzies". . .never said so.

December 21, 2011 9:01 PM
Tommy_avatar_with_black_suit 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Thomas Typicalis said...

Mojo chasing time for a spell. Happy thoughts all.

December 21, 2011 9:34 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 spring rain said...

No, Hazel.  I do not feel better because "venting" is like spilling paint on carpet.  It comes out, but makes a mess.  I don't think I can feel better.

December 21, 2011 9:38 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-reviewFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Lynn830 said...

It's been another long but fruitful day.  The story of our being in Melrose Park is part of the history of that era.  My folks graduated from Iowa State in 1940, and my Dad with his engineering degree was offered a job with General Electric.  In those days, all new people were trained for a full year (last I heard it is now six weeks) at the main plant in Schenectady.  You spent six months on the production line learning how things were made and six months in the test division learning how things worked.  Of course, come December 1941, my folks were still in Schenectady, and the company informed my Dad that he was there for the duration.  Engineers were not common in those days, and they needed him.  In fact he tried to sneak off and enlist, but the folks at the enlistment office had a list and declared him 4-F.  Of course, during the war, there was no housing construction anywhere, so when the war ended, housing was in short supply.  People in Chicago were literally living in chicken coops.  My dad had gone out early to Chicago to find housing and start work.  He found this little old house in Melrose Park and it was a choice of that or nothing, so he took it.  When we moved in February 1948, the guy who bought it (1) was an Italian barber, (2) paid cash for the house, (3) wanted no lawyers involved, and (4) the neighbors later reported he spent at least as much in improving the house as he had paid for it.  We moved to Jackson, Michigan.  Much nicer, much quieter.  And nicer schools.

December 21, 2011 9:42 PM
Com-100Com-300Com-500First-comHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Carol said...

 Andy---Congratulations!  

December 21, 2011 10:17 PM
First-com Anam Cara said...

What do I think says the prompter? Sighhhhhhhhhhh..well...some good thoughts. some bad thoughts; a lot of truth in all, sooooooo...me thinks I'll hit the sack, kiss the winter solstice goodnight and be glad that I can listen to all you wonderful story tellers as each day unfolds.
Cassiepants: I wish you luck in your stain purging. I am currently awaiting a lovely navy-blue Italian fedora from our Mr. Peterman so I know how attached one becomes to such an item.
I wish you one and all a lovely yuletide  season and a salubrious and and prosperous new year. Slainte 

December 21, 2011 11:06 PM
Bisa-avatar 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1 JaxZ said...

"Humbug: What are we going to do now?

Milo: Do? Why, we're going to take a stand right here!

Humbug: [Looking down at the cliff] I think jumping would be safer."

~The Phantom Tollbooth

December 21, 2011 11:18 PM
Bisa-avatar 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1 JaxZ said...

Nos da lovely, lovely people.

December 21, 2011 11:33 PM
Photo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Peter Lake said...

Park...... You said the magic word.....glogg. The. President's, of the Company, not Barack, secretary's husband was born in Sweden and she would always slip me a couple bottles of her home made glogg......delightful.

How bout we share a bottle on the back porch of theSepia's caboose and keep warm under the stars. There's plenty of seats with a view available.

As far as humbug is concerned, we have all experienced our hopes, expectations and best intentions not being realized and/or appreciated. Like it or not, we have a share of accountability towards those dissapointments as well.

We also have the choice and ability to find joy where it exists, learn from the past and proactively change the present and the future....... A responsibility to ourselves to persue our well deserved happiness while not infringinging on others.

" if you're tired of the same old story.....turn some pages"

I know that it is not easy, good things seldom are.

Best wishes and good will to all of yous good folks.

December 21, 2011 11:34 PM
Photo 10photoviews10videoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoFirst-videoHr-1Hr-10Hr-5 Peter Lake said...

Andy.....a hardy congrats to you!

December 22, 2011 10:29 AM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

I guess I signed off a little early yesterday.  Stoney, thanks for the kind word. I do have two brothers, but wouldn't mind a third. Spring, I was so sorry to read about your Christmas troubles! My attitide has always been if it's not fun, don't do it.  I often spend hours decorating my tree, but there are years where I don't put it up due to schedules or maybe I'm not just in the mood that year. I assume the person who is causing so much pain is someone you can't uninvite to your festivities?  I guess I would cancel Christmas on the outside, and find an hour or two for you and loved ones to give each other greetings and Christmas wishes. Shut it down before you make yourself ill. Make up an excuse, but cancel Christmas. Imagine how wonderful you will feel--such power!

December 22, 2011 12:14 PM
10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1 spring rain said...

Majorie,  No, this individual is a "loved one" who causes so much heartache. I cannot get away from this person.   Even if I give this person next to nothing, they willl fuss about what others give them.  They will fuss about what others give each other.  This person says no one wants to get what they are given.  This person has told the the only reason why people give me a gift is because I gave them something and they really did not want to give me anything.  They only gave to me to reciprocate.    So, I many times I sneak things in that I have been given so they will not see and fuss.   I wish I could just stay in bed that day and sleep right through Christmas.  What I would give to have someone who enjoyed Christmas.

December 22, 2011 3:18 PM
Img00274-20110613-1309 10photoviewsCom-100Com-300Com-500First-comFirst-photoHr-1Hr-5 l marjorie said...

Spring, your friend obviously has some self esteem issues.  How unfortunate that as a result you have such an unpleasant holiday.  I would cancel Christmas and go away to a spa or something, or else slip them a mickey so perhaps they pass out during the celebration? (just kidding)  Or maybe send the person to the spa?
 

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