Oh Little Christmas Tree, Will Jack Pee on Thee?

The last time I wrote in my blog, I was wrapped up in a blanket of depression. Thanksgiving was calm, just Dad and I, but I was depressed that my kids and grandkids weren’t with us just like every holiday for the last 8 years. We were able to have lunch out the Saturday following Thanksgiving with my son, his wife, and my newest grandbaby, though. That helped my mood and I have tried very hard ever since to have a little more holiday cheer.

I really despise Christmas. I was never crazy about the concept but always made memories with my kids when they were growing up. Following old family traditions and creating a few of my own, we always had a good time. I’m not a religious person, nor will I ever be, but my kids were taught that the reason we celebrate Christmas is Jesus. Funny though, December 25th isn’t even the correct birthdate, but I digress.

Christmas has become so commercialized that it just sucks the life out of me. People have become so greedy and they’ve raised their kids to be greedy little monsters, too. Not all, but I’m sure you know the ones. This year I have done all of my shopping online. Why go out and deal with the greed, crowds, and noise? I’m keeping everything small and simple this year. Just a few gifts, some homemade, some store bought will be placed around a 2 ft. tree (ordered online) on my kitchen table draped with a purple tablecloth. The tree will have a few purple lights to make it more festive but the large white tree and all of my ornaments and decor will stay in storage. I just don’t have the energy for that much hoopla. Especially since the house won’t be full of kids and grandkids, maybe just my son and his little family, or maybe…just cats….which leaves me with the thought, will Jack pee on my little tree? He’s the only cat that goes outside and he’s been neutered, but I have seen him mark his territory outside on trees, my car, the side of the house, etc. I’ll let you know how my little tree fares. As for Christmas eats… I will try my damnedest to do my traditional Christmas Eve pizza, pizza balls, and popcorn cake, all homemade. Christmas Day dinner will include ham and not sure what else yet, but lots of goodies for snacking. (Isn’t that the best part anyway?) Keep your fingers crossed that my pain level stays…well, level with no spikes for at least that week of Christmas.

I’m taking a break (for the most part) from social media and blogging. I want to change the look of my blog, so I hope to do a little work on it during the next few weeks. I will leave you now with a few Christmas funnies (since I’ve missed the last 2 weeks of Friday’s Funnies) and who knows, I may just have another installment of these before Christmas! Enjoy!

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Have a great week, everyone!

10 Year Blogaversary

I can’t believe it’s been 10 years since I started blogging! Of course, no one read my blog back then because I kept it rather quiet. I wasn’t writing for anyone but me and it was therapeutic. It was personal. I was going through the worst time of my life and blogging was a way for me to release it, send it away.

I signed on to WordPress on August 16, 2008. My very first post came just a few days later. I remember that day and I was in a panic. I’m pretty sure what I was feeling was close to how a parent of a missing child feels — the panic, uncertainty, fear, worry….and then in my case, anger set in. Give it a read and you’ll understand what I mean.

Anyway, it wasn’t until a little over a year ago that I decided to step out of my comfort zone and make my blog more ‘visible’ to others. I started interacting with other bloggers and my number of followers increased. I also started a Facebook page for this blog, so that I could more easily share with my friends and family.

I never started blogging to gain followers. I like that some people follow and interact but the number isn’t important to me. I like to connect with people on a more personal level. I like that some people can identify with what I’m writing about or that they find it humorous. I don’t care about those who think personal blogs are boring. I’m not blogging for them. I’m blogging for me and those who care to read it.

I’m not a people pleaser anymore! If someone doesn’t like my blog, for whatever reason, they don’t have to read it. I don’t read blogs that are boring to me, either. I also don’t read blogs that shamelessly beg for donations, or always promote some product, unless of course, it’s something I am interested in purchasing). And blogs that spout the same information over and over again? Boring. I’m not saying those blogs don’t appeal to some people; they most certainly do, but they don’t appeal to me.

I appreciate those who read, follow, and comment on my posts. I just wish I had more time to read all of the wonderful, insightful, and humorous blogs out there!! Please feel free to include your blog URL in the comments below!

Thanks for reading my friends!! I appreciate you more than you know!

~~Deb

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Beauty

Beauty is not in the way we look, the size of our clothing, or the color of our hair. Beauty is not how we apply makeup, or if we don’t wear it at all. Beauty is not the color of our eyes, and it’s definitely NOT in the color of our skin.

Beauty is deeper than what we see on the outside.

Beauty is in your soul, your being. It’s the way you love, the way you laugh, the way you carry yourself. Beauty is in your imperfections. It’s your honesty and trustworthiness. Beauty is in your positive attitude, loving heart, and the way you treat others.

Don’t be fooled by what you see on the outside. Some of the most beautiful people have ugly hearts and some people you may consider ‘ugly’ are the most beautiful souls in the world.

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