Hakuna Matata for the Holidays

     It’s December, but where’s the snow??  I am ready for it to start looking a lot like Christmas around here.  The tree is trimmed, my Santa collection is in place and at attention, but where is the glorious white stuff?  It has been cold enough for it, but no cigar.  Today the temps are in the mid 40’s and threatening to peak in the 50’s.  It is a potentially lovely day perhaps, but not for December.  There should be snow, and lots of it!!  Snow Miser, get out of the shitter and get to work!!  Heat Miser has taken over your territory!!  How will we ever build Frosty??

       Oh well, you can’t have everything in life.  Another day has dawned and a new month has begun and crazy a$$ me, I have signed up for another month of NaBloPoMo.  It is almost laughable considering the last couple of months I have went along for the ride only to fall short and not write every single day.  Bleeding hearts unite; did the world come to an end because I didn’t?  Well, hell no.   It didn’t but I felt guilty for my lapse just the same.

      So here I am, pondering just what the hell to write about.  I am letting my brains scramble and ramble along and allowing my fingers to spew forth whatever bitchery and tom foolery it will on this first Saturday of December.  Weekends are not for structure after all.  They are for sleeping in, being lazy, and hiding in a corner with a good book.  They are for mad dashes to the grocery store because lo and behold the flipping cupboard is almost bare again.  G0d the natives are pigs around here!  Wait that would include me too, wouldn’t it?  Well, it is the truth after all.  It is time to do all the laundry because there is nothing worse than waking up to face the day and not having one stitch of clean clothes to put on.
 

         It’s the weekend and there are no worries.  The bills are paid, at least the ones I plan on paying.  It is December.  If you haven’t decked your halls and hung your balls, it is time to get that party started.  It is time.  Christmas is just around the corner.  My husband was home 6 days over the Thanksgiving holidays and we got our balls together then and decked the halls.  We got our Christmas shopping basically done and all our jingly bells in order.  All that is left now is the odds, ends, and the wrapping.  Spreading holiday cheer sending out Christmas cards, indulging in Christmas sweets (shhhhh!!), thinking about the wonder of the savior’s birth, cranking the Christmas tunes to full blast, and having a merry little Christmas all month long is what December is all about.  Guess what?  I have fulfilled my duty.  I have written one merry a$$ blog and now I will leave you singing Hakuna Matata for the rest of the day until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.