This blog was named after a long lost blogger pal of mine. It was created so my other blogger pals and I from the Awful Truth can avoid the twitards and have meaningful and intelligent conversations. WARNING: This is a Twilight, Paris Hilton, Lilo & Kardouchian free no zone. Any posts regarding the aforementioned will be promptly deleted and the poster will be blocked from making any further comments. Thank you for your cooperation.
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Bah, humbug. I guess as soon as my kids grew up, the whole hullabaloo began to grate on my nerves. My little grandson is Jewish so there's no need to put on a pretense that I care anymore.
ReplyDeleteBut best of the season to all of you. Happy spending.
Tisha, i've never given in to the commercialism of Xmas and never will. won't be spending much on gifts this year due to limited finances but, then again, never have. i prefer to give the people i know presents on their b-day or for no particular reason. when one is "forced" to get a gift for someone, he/she usually ends up getting that person something he/she neither wants nor needs.
ReplyDeletei'd much rather give a donation to the Salvation Army, the only decent charity out there.
but i am not a completely selfless person. i want the love of people whom i, myself, love. that's the best gift of all.
btw Tisha, do u remember the O Henry short story, "The Gift of the Magi"?
ReplyDeletelfg, this is for you since yo're not in our e-mail group. courtesy of TT:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/jake-gyllenhaals-penis-nsfw
"friends are like condoms. they are there for you when things get hard" - Adzee
ReplyDeleteLOVE that quote from Adzee.
ReplyDeleteYes, I remember "The Gift of the Maji" by O Henry. The wife sells her hair to buy her husband a watch fob and the husband sells his watch to buy her decorative hair combs. I always thought the woman got the best of the deal because hair grows back.
Hmmm, "forced" to give gifts, huh? I've never felt forced in my life. I don't do like that. But I may be able to make a gift or two for some very special friends. We'll just have to see.
hmmmmm...Tisha, can u send "that" in the mail???
ReplyDeleteTisha, been there and felt that. "The Holidays" are a stressful and, for many people, unpleasant time. Be strong. Don't let yourself slide down the hill of despair plop into the slough of despond.
ReplyDeleteI almost died on Christmas Day as a child, so I have an almost perverse determination to get through it.
Last year, we had to have our sweet old deaf kitty (born that way) put to sleep on Christmas Eve. I wanted to rip down every decoration in the house and scream when I got home. Literally choked on Christmas Dinner.
LE knows that house fires, domestic abuse, and familial murders increase at this time of year.
Jeepers, this has gotten morose. A more cheerful one on the way soon.
Thanks, W4G, for the link. Hmmm . . . don't quite know what to say. Gosh.
ReplyDeleteCheck out people.com and learn that TT and Taylor S. had a maple latte. Gag me out the door with a spoon and throw taters on my head.
Yeah, lfj, I read about the maple lattes too. Next they're going to braid each other's hair.
ReplyDeleteAnd w4g, just what is "that"? Oh, you're thinking I'm sending some food for your pet rooster named Bibby? Probably not. No cock seed.
ReplyDeletelfj, u must thank Tisha for that link - she sent it to me. she's soooooooo bad!!! know how u feel about Xmas when you had to have your precious kitty put down. my kitty PJ had to be put sown about a week before Xmas two years ago. i had him cremated. received his ashes via UPS on Xmas eve...
ReplyDeletebtw, no one has mentioned that i subtlely changed the look of my blog. and how 'bout the disclaimer i added? don't u like all the big words i used?
ReplyDeleteYes, BIG words. I did notice. Thanks also for the cheery holiday icon to the right. Perhaps it will counter-balance my dreary earlier comments. So sorry. When I do open up, it's so morbid. Do forgive.
ReplyDeleteUm, I know what they could, um, do, Tisha. Like, um, they could write their you know names on a piece of paper like. And mark, um, through all the like, um, same letters, um. And then they could say love, hate, friendship, marriage for the um like you know rest of the letters, um. And then they could find out, um, you know what it is. I knew this one guy, um, who did that and it was accurate.
i don't mind morbid lfj...this is a place where u can be yourself.
ReplyDeletelfj, if only Jake and Taylor read this blog. That suggestion about the name game sounds just peachy.
ReplyDeleteAs many people get morbid during the holidays as get cheered. Expectations are so high that any normal level of regret or sadness seems to be heightened. This is a place those feelings can be spoken, as w4g has said.
Ugh, I agree with you guys. The whole holiday thing has been over commercialized and generally overblown. Unfortunately, I have a little one so I have to put on my Christmas happy face for awhile yet-LOL!
ReplyDeletecorrection: i should have not used the word "forced" in one of my comments above. should have used the word "obligated"...big difference.
ReplyDeleteglad your back Judes...did u have a nice thanksgiving?
I don't feel coherced to give gifts to my friends, either. Friends don't have expectations and appreciate the home made.
ReplyDeleteYes I did BB. Am still reeling from food overdose, has been fruit and veggies for me today. LOL!
ReplyDeleteHope you all had a good one too!
Good morning all you Jakes and Jakettes. Lay off the turkey for a spell so we can get this blog out of second gear.
ReplyDeleteLet’s stop talking turkey sandwiches and have some other kind. Filling: me. Bread: Alex O'Loughlin and Jason Dohring as their “Moonlight” characters. Ménage à trois!
ReplyDeleteSo, what kind of sandwich do the rest of you want?
I like your type of sandwich, lfj, a man sandwich with you in the middle. I'll keep my sandwich open faced with just the one man. He'd be ever so much.
ReplyDeletewell, being the greedy bastard i am, i want a club sandwich w/Cris Meloni, Jake and Keanu. and if he's been a good boy, i'll let Tisha's Boo, Ryan, watch!!!
ReplyDeletetomorrow is Judes b-day. however, the question is, how old is he going to be? now my mother told me it wasn't polite to ask a woman her age, but, then again, when did i ever listen to my mother?
ReplyDeletesaw Burlesque over the weekend. it was one of those films that was soooo bad that it was good. very campy...
ReplyDeletew4g, how can Ryan watch when he's the man meat in my open faced sandwich?
ReplyDeleteJudes, take a tip from "Miracle on 34th Street" and say that you're a little older than your teeth.
And lastly, Teddy, you had the chance to go the the movies and didn't see if you could spot Jake's peen? I despair.
ok then Tisha, u both can watch then!
ReplyDeleteand actually, both films started at the same times and i was gonna sneak into Love & Other Drugs after Burlesque but i was tired of sitting. and if i can't see Jake's peen in-person then i don't want to see it at all!