Showing posts with label Festivus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Festivus. Show all posts

Friday, December 23, 2016

It's Festivus For The Rest Of Us!

"It's not about presents, but it is about your presence. 
Therin lies the spirit of the holiday season."

~Julieanne O'Connor 

It's the day, before the day, before the day. You know the day... Christmas Day. And this year, Hanukkah falls on December 25th as well! It is truly a fun holiday season, but before we even reach those two very important observances, we reach today, which just happens to be Festivus. You know... "for the rest of us!"

Grab Your Pole 
And
Let The Airing Of The Grievances Begin!


Okay, so those weren't my grievances, but trust me, I have a GIANT one and it's name is...

DONALD JOHN TRUMP

I don't have a Festivus pole, but believe me, I will have one by next Festivus, should humanity live that long, and I will have about 365 different grievances to air on this blog. Maybe in a video.
 So be sure to comeback next year, on December 23rd, again should humanity survive Donald Trump's presidency,
 and we will get it all out together! 



If you have any grievances to share under the holiday wreath,
 feel free to leave them in the comment thread!
 Be respectful!



Mood: Silly/Happy

~Me :)


 

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Dylan's Festivus Celebration

"It is December, and nobody asked if I was ready."

~Sarah Kay

See, I told you, Dylan has horns on his head! LOL. I know, they aren't really horns, they are just his ears positioned back, making it look like he has horns, but you have to believe me, and you would have to know Dylan... trust me... they are horns. It's okay, he is my little spitfire. He sings the Dilly Song, a tune he wrote himself, that tells the entire world just how unfair life, and everything else is, and then he feels better. Kind of like his version of a blog. A simple little outlet for his complaints, or if you celebrate Festivus, a grievance song, and he can get pretty upset while he complains, but a belly rub, and a game of soccer with his favorite plastic bell balls, and his bad mood goes away. He has been downright cuddly since the weather turned. He likes the new house, and all the room he has now, so last night's airing of grievances wasn't long. He has a lot less to complain about now! It's amazing how good this move has turned out to be for all of us, but especially my little Dillybean!

HAPPY FESTIVUS
Mood: Happy

~Me :)