Dear Donald Trump, “HAPPY HOLIDAYS!” #StillNotMyPresident

Hearing “Merry Christmas” now causes malaise Trump made it a zealous ethnocentric phrase Now all I ever say Is Happy Hollidays I long for a leader with social mores _____________________ <a href="">Communal</a>

The GOP Christmas Gift Exchange

What do you buy for someone who has everything? More. The GOP is truly enjoying this Christmas season like none ever before. (I feel I can not say "holiday" while the Nazi potus is in office, so Christmas it is.) The GOP is so confident their tax bill will pass that they are adding last … Continue reading The GOP Christmas Gift Exchange


Starbucks didn't have holiday spice for the coffee she (let's call her Magi) had already paid for. One of the baristas (Mary?) went to who knows where (possibly Bethlehem) to locate some of the elusive spice (Myrh?)  Twenty minutes passed...meanwhile she should already have been at work. Word came from who knows who (Joseph?) that there was … Continue reading Distractions

A Christmas Memory

"Home is where my friend is, and there I never go."  ~ Truman Capote The story begins with: "Imagine a morning in late November."...and suddenly you find yourself in a country kitchen with an old woman and a boy. Buddy's friend, stands gazing out the window and suddenly declares "It's fruitcake weather!" Seven year old Truman … Continue reading A Christmas Memory

To Me and My Fellow Bloggers

My gift to you is freedom from the guilt of taking a day off in posting. Good luck, I can't seem to take myself up on that... I just want to complain about the holidays one last time before it's too late, and I also need to apologize. As the holidays have drawn nearer, I've … Continue reading To Me and My Fellow Bloggers

My Flaws?

My flaws? So many to choose from...this question is too vague The qualities I'm gifted with are variously plagued. Speaking of gifts... I find the Holidays so stressful that I've yet to do a thing To prepare for them and all the guests that the day will bring  No gifts, or tree, or tinsel, no … Continue reading My Flaws?