Bahhing the humbug.
Yes, I do I really do Bah Humbug out this year. I get sick of Christmas carols playing from before Thanksgiving until the end of December.
People who have no sense and rush out to do inane shopping for things for people who are so greedy they demand expensive stuff and don’t appreciate anything drive me completely up a wall.
Rude kids and even ruder adults I can do without and this time of year brings them out in hordes.
Yep, Bah Humbug. You can keep it.
Happy and Blessed Winter Solstice to you all.
Posted on December 5, 2014, in Holidays and tagged Bones, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Grinch, Home, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
Doggonedmysteries 
And then there are those families who see Christmas as a time to come together to reminisce about those no longer with us and to give to charities to help others. They keep the spirit of Christmas alive.
Most of my family is dead, my only remaining sister is dead to me because of reasons too many to list and it is on her head. I adore my Uncle, Aunts, and Cousins but they have their own lives and families.
Sometimes good friends are closer than blood relatives.