December 21, 2009

Bipolar Post

To Senator Nelson of Nebraska... you suck. A pox upon you and your ilk. May you frickin' ROT, selling the rest of the Nation down the river for your State's personal interests.

You should be ashamed. Yet you're not. And the fact that your selfishness is being played all over the Country 24/7, the backdoor deals you made for the citizens of Nebraska, and that you hold your head high and see nothing wrong with it... you have no shame. A classless wretch... I'm horrified for the people of Nebraska that you are the kind they have as a leader.

Then again... they elected you. You disgust me.

On a lighter note...

My folks are coming tomorrow, so I have spent the evening moving Christmas out of the room they will be staying and into my bedroom.

It is not that there are that many gifts, but that the main gifts are big and bulky, each child receiving one, plus the one big Santa gift, and then four or five smaller gifts, plus the gifts I have for my inlaws and my folks.

And so I started to lug them into our bedroom, with a big blanket to cover them, as I had nowhere else to put them, when the following conversation occurred between my husband and I:

Husband: You're doing this NOW? (It was 11:00)

Me: Yes, the kids are in bed and I need to get it done now.

Husband, getting out of bed: Fine...

I had most of the big boxes lined up in a far corner and had a big blue blanket thrown over them when I looked over and saw him disappearing into his closet.

Me: Wait. What are you DOING?

Husband: Putting Christmas in my closet...

Me: NO! NO! You cannot! You cannot put Christmas in your closet! We'll never find it again!

Husband: What?

Me: No. You NEVER REMEMBER where you put ANYTHING! If you put Christmas in your closet, we'll never find it!

Husband: Bou. I'm putting it in this basket.

Me: Great.

Ten to one says we're missing something come Christmas Eve. It's not that he has a big closet. No. It's a standard walk in where you can stand in it and that's it.

It's not that it is messy. No. I am married to Monk. His closet is neat.

But as we get older, we remember less and less and... damn, at some point, you just don't hide things anymore.

I mean, please. I could have hidden stuff in my closet too! But there's really no way in hell I'm going to miss Christmas under a big blue blanket... is there?

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Posted by Boudicca at December 21, 2009 11:28 PM
Comments

My grandmother used to stow our presents in our basement. She lived across the street in a very small house, and she would give us about a million presents, so this was her "hiding" place.

Well, just off of that room in the basement was also our rec~room and my dad's workshop. So, us kids were always meandering in and out of everywhere.

Sometimes we'd find things that we weren't supposed to, and hasty parental explanations were made: Santa forgot to wrap that!

But there was sooooo much junk in that basement that all kind of stuff got lost. It was kind of like King Tut's Tomb! Year after year, we would find presents that had been forgotten and never wrapped.

It was always a crack up when my sister and I found some odd item and realized that Grandma had forgot to give it to us some many Christmases ago!

But, hey, I'm not at all ragging on my Grandma. She was the coolest lady ever...and usually gave the greatest gifts ever. (Well...except the year she gave everybody a multi~pak of multi~colored knee-hi's!)

Posted by: DogsDontPurr at December 22, 2009 03:32 AM

You can just make it like Easter and have them hunt for their presents.

Posted by: Sticks at December 22, 2009 07:17 PM

I agree 100% with you regarding Senator Nelson of Nebraska. "I'm cussing" dirtbag.

Also, I wouldn't take that ten to one bet. I'm a boy dog and I know how it goes. That's why I have the Juju Woman...except she has a problem with her car keys.

Posted by: Yabu (EOTIS) at December 23, 2009 08:46 AM

Hi, Bou. Knowing my "early oldtimers' disease" is no lon ger... early, I solved both the hiding and the finding of Christmas presents for the children the easiest way possible: Xmas present for Lovely Daughter and fiance: I installed flooring throughout their house; Xmas present for Son&Heir: built and furbished a SUBSTANTIAL platform bed for him.

They both have their presents, now, right where THEY can locate them. *heh*

As the boys get older, you'll be able to compensate for "hidden memory holes" in much the same way. :-)

Merry Christmas.

Posted by: David at December 24, 2009 06:52 PM

Merry Christmas to you and your entire family Bou! Hope it's excellent and you don't forget any Christmas presents. ROFLMAO!

Posted by: Teresa at December 24, 2009 06:58 PM

Merry Christmas, Bou and family! I hope Bones has the best Christmas evah!!!!

Posted by: PeggyU at December 24, 2009 10:12 PM