Aha. Folks are beginning to bother the baby jesus out of me! In righteous, Christmas mood fashion, the arse-holes are out in force! Grrrrr. “Merry f’n Xmas to you!” Okay… so I left it late, as well. I am as Covid jammed in as everyone else. “Who gives you the right to sneak around the end of the barrier, Mr. GuY!” “Okay, lady…you can’t reach your gas cap from this direction anyway, so why are you blocking my forward progress through the lane? Hmm? Hmmm?” “Okay, go ahead and screech your tires as you speed around me! I am only waiting in line like the other reasonable folk!” oh, and…”Don’t you dare cut in front of me to get to the auto-teller first! I am a former American! Do you know how dangerous they are?” Grrrrrrrr.
“Stuff yourselves, I’m feeling grumpy…fa la la la la, la la la la…” Haha.
And, after my foray into the wilds of the marketplace…I discover that I forgot the raisins! Darrrrnnnnnnn it! Well, I have to go visit the butcher anyway, so…off I go. The butcher is so handsome and friendly that I go there now, just to have a lift in my spirits! I think I am in love, though It does tire me out, the rapid batting of my eyes and the coyness. He might be suspicious. I ordered a steak just to keep him in view, bending his backside towards me! I suppose visiting his store is financial foolishness but who cares what a steak costs?
Here comes a blank Christmas holiday. The first time in some thirty-odd years that my younger brother and I will not be having lunch at Habb’s. Shoot, that sucks. I love that little place! Every year they have the exact same Christmas tree up, with it’s red lights and opaque frosted glass ornaments. Every year the same appetizer bread, the same pewter bread plates! So lovely. I will miss that. Yeah, it is only a day. It is only one day in the year and I am not even so committed a Christian. What is the grief in waiting until next year to drink too much Canadian Club and sing too loudly? It can wait while we sort out how to work around the little bugs that wreaked this havoc. Just the same, it is a super huge drag, isn’t it?
As in olden days, I have tasks laid out that will keep me busy all the rest of today and most of tomorrow. My bad. I had plenty of time. I dragged my feet. I arranged for my last Christmas gift only yesterday afternoon! Since I had to send it, it won’t arrive in time. Whoa! Now, I am committed to a series of exercises (somewhat military) in the kitchen. With luck, I will be too distracted to write my MP and complain about stuff. I won’t have time to send a letter of disaffection to the editor, either. What a botheration!
Merry Christmas, everyone! Happy holidays. If your holiday doesn’t align with Christmas or you don’t do holidays – have a pleasant day anyway! (just get outta my way…I gotta get some f’n raisins!)
Robert On The Air 