Sunday, December 11, 2011

I hate decorating!


I hate decorating. We had to put up the last of it today. The wreaths. The lights. The ribbons. The bullshit.

The little baby jesus got by with some straw and an ass. Why can't we just do that?

43 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a Grinch face.

blake said...

This just seemed a propos of...everything (except your post).

rcommal said...

some straw and an ass.

Well, this would be why we do Boxing Day and the 12 Days of Christmas, and observe Epiphany.

Christmas Day is minimalist, as is Christmas Eve.

rcommal said...

And why Advent is about waiting.

Fred4Pres said...

Eli just made my Christmas. A couple of weeks early, but against the Cowboys...priceless.

Fred4Pres said...

Sad to hear Crack is suspending his blog.

rcommal said...
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rcommal said...

Fred4Pres: That's your response to reading the post on his blog? (I mean, assuming I correctly figured out that to which you were referring an hour ago, which assumption, of course, might very well be wrong.)

Fred4Pres said...

What response would you think appropriate?

The Dude said...

Uh, don't let the door hit you on the way out?

Roger J. said...

rcommal--my lady and I have adopted boxing day as "our" special holiday--a standing rib roast, brussel sprouts, oven roasted red potatoes, followed by stilton chese, walnuts and a glass of port.--since very few pople in memphis do this tradition, we mostly have it all to ourselves.

Roger J. said...

Oh--and the morning shift has checked in--again fabulous sunrise, with a quite spectacular moon set in the west--its good to know that I am still alive

Tank said...

Crack had a blog?

Go Giants.

Whoops. Go World Champion New York Giants.

There.

In other news, God has been sighted in Denver.

Shanna said...

and the morning shift has checked in

Good Morning!

I love your grumpy decorating pictures. My living room has all the furniture pushed to the middle because I had to finish painting this weekend, but it’s done so now I can put the stuff back where it belongs and put up my teeny tree! Merry Christmas.

ndspinelli said...

RogerJ, I just read your comment about when you were @ The Point. I have a cousin, Mike Ritchie, who overlapped a year or two w/ you. He ran track and was from Bristol, Ct...like myself.

Anonymous said...

Oh gawd, why am I up this early again? Coffee, is my friend. Am I alive?

Roger J. said...

Allie--listen girl--if you want to sleep later, my advice is to get laid :)

ND--I played soccer and lacross at the trade school--my lacross career ended early when we were playing syracuse and their midfielder, a young man named john nance hit me with a check the poropelled me some 20 yards.

Also a little known fact-Jim Brown, the best back in the NFL ever, was also an all american lacross player. Thank god he didnt hit me.

Roger J. said...

And I suppose I should spell lacrosse correctly (with the E)

and it wasnt john nance the levelled me, it was jim nance--and I was sore for three weeks

Fred4Pres said...

I like bubble lights. I want a few more strings of them.

Roger J. said...

Fred: one of my fondest childhood memories was decorating the tree at nmy grandmas house in Kissimmee. (Florida)

I loved putting on the Noma Bubble lights--do they still make those?

She (grandma) kept us busy stringing cranberries and popcorn for garlands.

After Christmas dinner the uncles would fall asleep in the dining room--My grandma was a WCTU member and allowed no alcohol in the house. My Dad and Uncle Lewis would "go for a walk" and return several hours after visiting the local watering hole. I didnt know this until much later in life.

Anonymous said...

Why thanks Roger, I'll take that advice into consideration, the guy who gets lucky with this old gal has to be very special.

So when you and your lady friend get frisky , you sleep until 9 AM? Takes a while for older folks to recover from strenuous activity. LOL, just teasing you.

Roger J. said...

Actually Allie, Kay (the lady friend is a math major and MBA) we usually do the Sat Wall Stree journal cross word puzzle. :)

Roger J. said...

Its our definition of "after glow"

Anonymous said...

I'm hungry.

ndspinelli said...

RogerJ, I never heard it called the trade school..I like it. I loved Jim Brown and have read much. He liked lacrosse more than football. A few more $ in football.

You got levelled by a big dude! I saw Nance play for the Pats. He was a load!

Roger J. said...

ND--tell me-- think he played at around 240--me? 170. the physics of the encounter were terrible.

Anonymous said...

Hey Spinelli, I see the EBL or hubby deleted your comment in the Blogger defamation case posting over there, hmmm what could you have said?

rcommal said...

Our stove/oven failed last night, and not in a way that can be repaired. I bet I hate unexpected large appliance purchases during the holiday season WAY more than you hate decorating!

GRRRRRinch face on me. : (

Anonymous said...

Spinelli, I think you just got banned at the EBLs , check out the Bitch thread at 12/12 10:26. Unless you email and promise to be an ass kisser.

the Bitch thread

The Dude said...

Nice. Spinelli is gone, J lives on.

ND - step your game up - you need more byro-wicca-perp-ism.

Anonymous said...

I think Pasta might be next.

Anonymous said...

And she's worried about OTHERS destroying her blog, it's being destroyed from WITHIN, good job.

Shanna said...

So much drama at the holidays! Good lord. It's enough to send a girl out into the real world.

Sadly, work is busy today.

windbag said...

You need to never start a sentence with "You need to..." I've found that using that phrase sets events into motion that are nigh unto impossible to reverse.

Not that that's out of the way, we all need to hoist a glass in celebration of Santa Claus. The guy works one day a year, is welcome everywhere he goes, gets his food for free, people expect him to be overweight, and young ladies don't hesitate to sit on his lap and whisper their dearest fantasies into his ear. HO, HO, HO.

The Dude said...

Mr. Whiskers is sad.

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Anonymous said...

I'm retired, lots of time to idle away , in both worlds.

I had more than enough of the real world and working in it dealing with life , death, blood and gore to last a lifetime.

Thank goodness for the ability to have an early retirement.

windbag said...

Shit and holy fuck. My Christmas tree stand is fucking leaking. The tree got decorated last night. Shit.

chickelit said...

Shit and holy fuck. My Christmas tree stand is fucking leaking. The tree got decorated last night. Shit.

Get a new one or a larger containment pan. Lift the tree straight up and replace or install containment pan.

That's what I would do.

rcommal said...

With any luck, I'm told, the new stove will be delivered next Wednesday and barring something unforeseen, in any case by next Friday (the 23rd, for those who aren't counting the days).

Anyone ever got a stove installed and then immediately, right away tried to bake a season's worth of holiday cookies and treats (mostly to give away/send out) at one time?

I haven't. But to every season there comes a new challenge.

Me neither.

rcommal said...

(That was re-posted from the thread in which it was mistakenly posted and from which I just deleted it, both of which I said I would do.)

windbag said...

Good thing we're rednecks here. I happened to have a drip pan for refrigerators. My wife bought it so when she had to take trash in the van, she wouldn't have any accidents and mess up the interior. I confiscated it and put it under the compost tumbler out back a few years back. I fetched it and we tipped the tree up, slid that drip pan under the tree, and got it situated. I knew that would come in handy.

I really didn't want to undecorate the tree...then redecorate it.

I almost decapitated the angel on top. When I slid it over, it almost went into the ceiling fan. The tree is a monster and weighs a ton. The trunk at the base is about 5" in diameter. The bottom branches are over 5' in diameter. I'm not sure I could have picked it straight up long enough to replace it.

The holidays are like hurricanes. At some point, there's going to be a tree in your house.

chickelit said...

Good luck solving that r,l

I recall how much you love baking at Christmastime. That can only add to the stress.