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EDDD 16 – All I Want – Things

I give up trying not to write anything about Christmas, so for the next seven days I’m going to do just that, at least for my Every Damn Day December entries.

So what I want to know is, if you could have any THING (it has to be a thing, so don’t go saying world peace – that’s later in the week) for Christmas – or for any reason for that matter, what would it be?

Right now I could use a new car… A Lincoln Navigator would be nice.

And you?

Blog post of December 16th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 15 – What I don’t want to write

Having never had a blog at Christmas before, I had no idea what to expect. Okay, technically I did open this blog in July of 2012, but I wrote one post and promptly forgot about it until late January of this year.

So how am I enjoying my first Christmas experience on WordPress? It’s good and then it’s not. I’m very pleased with the comments I’ve had on my posts so far – many people have shared their own past Christmas adventures with me and I love it. What I’m disappointed about however, is the fact that I can’t seem to be able to write about anything else. Christmas has consumed every part of my life it seems. I haven’t written anything fictional to speak of (other than a few poems and my The Note series on my fiction blog) since NaNoWriMo finished.

So I’m hoping you’ll bear with me while I try to find something else to talk about. I realize my blog probably hasn’t been very interesting lately to those who don’t celebrate Christmas, and to you, I apologize.

Oh, how I need a break.

Blog post of December 15th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 14 – Stuff

As I look around the rooms of my already cluttered house, I think about all the ‘stuff’ that will be unwrapped come Christmas morning. As always, I’ll gaze at all the unwrapped presents and think, ‘Now where do we put all this new stuff?’

I seriously wish I had enough money and time to get rid of the old ‘stuff’ to make room for the new. What can’t be sold must be put into the trash – garbage is expensive to put on the curb these days – and for what can be sold or given away I need time. The very same time I need to go out and buy NEW stuff for Christmas.

Remind me, would you? To do some spring cleaning come April.

Thanks.

Blog post of December 14th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 13 – Friday the Virus

I was going to title this post with the obvious – Friday the 13th – but the words above more clearly state what my day has been like so far.

I woke up bright and… well, late for me. I’m usually up for the day at 5:30 but His Majesty (my youngest son) allowed me to sleep in ’til 6:30. Anyway, at 6:35 he turned on his laptop to find a virus. Not just any virus it seems, but one which wouldn’t allow me to do anything with the computer but shut it down and re-install Windows.

I don’t understand what the people who write and distribute these horrible worms around the internet get out of doing it. It was one of those ones that, if we can read (His Majesty can’t) we usually know better than to click on unless we’re half asleep or drunk – a pop-up with a badly drawn Windows-like shield, telling the user that the computer is at risk. Yeah, from you, dickhead. I mean seriously, do some people have nothing better to do than sit at their computers and snigger at other people’s misfortune? Ugh!

Anyway, I bought Kaspersky Pure virus protection a few months days ago, so I’ve installed it now on all the computers in the house.

That’ll teach me, eh?

Blog post of December 13th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 12 – It’s Official

I’ve finished the five courses I needed to take, so as soon as it arrives in the mail I will officially be the proud owner of a college certificate in Writing for Publication.

Then I will be able to certifiably hit the “Publish” button on WordPress!

Now all I need is a job. Anyone out there interested in hiring a slightly worn out but enthusiastic, stay-at-home mom/compulsive scribbler? I work for peanuts (preferably chocolate covered). Just ask my kids. Hell, I pay them!

 

 
Blog post of December 12th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD -11 Feelin’ Bananas

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 Blog post of December 11th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 10 – The Deal Breaker

This will be my pathetic contribution to Every Damned Day December today, because I’m tired and I probably won’t have anything else before I go to bed.

So. The size of the font that you have to work with when you type a comment – is it a deal breaker? Because it seems I can’t change it. And I only have 48 hours to get my money back on this theme.

Sorry to ask so much in one day, but I’d really appreciate some input.

Thanks 😀

 

 Blog post of December 10th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 9 – Adventures on my Paper Route – Effects of Global Warming?

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I woke up to a fresh blanket of snow this morning. It’s to be expected – I live in Ontario, Canada.

Strange strange happenings are going on in the world, weather wise, however. In the south – in fact all the way to South America – the temperatures have dropped to past freezing.

And today, while I was delivering my newspapers here in Ontario, it began to rain. Upwards.

It didn’t matter how far I looked down, with the big hood on my winter coat over my head, I was getting rain in my face.

Strange strange weather…

Blog post of December 9th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 8 – ‘Tis the Season

I have a love/hate relationship with Christmas. The decorations are great, the coming together of family, the big dinner (which I have to cook, but I don’t even mind that), the joy and the caring community – *needle screeches across record* – wait, what was that? Caring community? HA!

I live in what I expect is the politest little city in the world – eleven months a year. But on that twelfth month, you’d better watch out!

If I lived in Whoville and the people from here could be called Whovillians for most of the year, come December they can only be considered Whovillains. The claws come out in the shops and they’re in such a hurry, they’ll run you down with their cars as soon as look at you. Gone is the interminable wait at a four way stop for everyone to say, “No, you go first.” Now it’s every man, woman and child for themselves.

It seems Christmas brings out the worst in people when they’re out in public – it makes  you wonder if those same people are as thoughtless at home as well, or if they’re just taking out their frustrations on people they don’t care about. Either way, it’s the most horrible time of the year to have to go out shopping!

‘Tis the season to be surly, fa la la la la, la la la la. Sing with me!

Deck your friend and plow your neighbour, fa la la la la, la la la la

 
Blog post of December 8th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!


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EDDD 7 – Superstitious Feelin’

Superstitions are fun, aren’t they?

There are the old standbys, like not walking under a ladder (which is really common sense if you think about it), or the black cat crossing your path being bad luck. For good luck we have the found penny, though it seems to me there are fewer good luck superstitions than bad ones.

If you think of any more, leave them in the comments.

Anyway. The real reason for this post is to talk about the superstitions that run in families. Many of us have them I think.

Mine include:

  • if your hand itches: rub it on wood and it’s sure to be good, rub it on your ass and it’s sure to pass. This refers to good luck. Hey, there’s one!
  • lilies signify death. Don’t give them.
  • never seat 13 at the table – I’ve never known quite what to do if I actually have 12 guests. Then again, I’ve never had a table big enough. 😛
  • if you drop a knife, don’t pick it up yourself or you’ll have a bad surprise. When someone else picks it up for you, don’t say thank you, or they’ll have a bad surprise. So if you come to my house and there’s a knife on the floor, you’ll know why. And don’t expect any appreciation if you pick it up.  😉

What are some of yours?

 
Blog post of December 7th, in honour of Every Damn Day December. Check it out!