I'm still wrestling with my Google identity crisis but I can't let this week go by without a Christmas post, no matter who Blogger thinks I am today.
This comes to you from LD Masterson (and hopefully, Blogger will agree).
It's been an up and down blogging year for me. More down than up. I disappeared to play catch up, got lost in a couple "his and hers" hospitalizations, and now I've got my mish-mashed accounts problem. So I'm just going to post this today, visit as many of you as I can over the holidays, and start fresh in 2017.
My Christmas gift to you is my favorite Christmas video -
The Silent Monks
(yes, I know the window runs over but if I shrink it, you can't see the image as clearly)
And after the laughs, if you'd like a less comedic version, here's one of my favorites .
Peter, Paul & Mary with the New York Choral Society.
Hi gang. Sorry for the unexpected vacation. As you probably figured out from my abbreviated post a couple weeks ago, I took a little detour through our local hospital.
I had quite a time. I got sick on Sunday but I didn't want to go to the ER on a Sunday evening - who wants to be treated by the only doctor who couldn't manage to get Sunday's off? - so I pushed through to Monday morning and managed to get an appointment with my family doctor...
...who immediately sent me to the ER.
I got there mid-day Monday, did the usual waiting around thing, had a CT scan, and was admitted. On Tuesday morning I was told things weren't too bad and I should be released that afternoon, but that afternoon someone took a second look at the scan and thought they saw "micro-air bubbles". Now, many people would say I'm always full of hot air but it seems there are some places in the body where air bubbles are a big deal and not in a good way. I was informed I was staying another night and having a second scan.
My husband was keeping our sons apprised of my progress via text messages. As soon as he informed them of the micro bubbles, my eldest texted me this link:
You knew what it was going to be, didn't you? Yeah, my boys love their little old gray haired mother.
I had the scan Tuesday night, and figured I'd be getting out on Wednesday. But on Wednesday morning a doctor came charging in, telling me not to drink or eat anything... the second scan showed more bubbles and I was having emergency surgery.
SAY WHAT?!?
Several doctors came in and out, all confirming I'd be having surgery as soon as the surgeon was available and she'd explain it to me when she got there. So I waited, in surgery prep mode, until 2:30 that afternoon, when the surgeon arrived and told me...no, she wasn't going to do surgery.
(Feel free to pause and listen to this. It's one of my favorites, from the Peter, Paul and Mary Holiday Concert)
Basically, the surgeon wants to try a non-surgical approach first (which is pretty unusual for a surgeon). She certainly didn't get any argument from me. So I spent a couple more days in the hospital until I was deemed well enough to be at home and that's where I am now. That whole surgery option is still out there but I'm taking the optimistic view and hoping to avoid it.
Wish me luck.
And I owe you a couple funnies.
Have you seen this fella?
Yeah, I had a couple like him.
Had to love them anyway.
How about a travel joke?
A Travel Agent looked up from his desk to see an old lady and an old gentleman peering in the shop window at the posters showing the glamorous destinations around the world.
The agent had had a good week and the dejected couple looking in the window gave him a rare feeling of generosity. He called them into his shop, "I know that on your pension you could never hope to have a great holiday, so I am sending you off to a fabulous resort at my expense and I won't take 'no' for an answer."
He took them inside and asked his secretary to arrange two flight tickets and book a room in a five star hotel. As could be expected, they gladly accepted, and were off!
About a month later the little old lady came in to his shop.
"And how did you like your holiday?" he asked eagerly.
"The flight was exciting and the room was lovely," she said. "I've come to thank you, but one thing puzzled me...
Who was that old bugger I had to share the room with?"
(Did you see it coming?)
Have you been spending a lot of time online?
Wonder what else you could be doing.
Well, it's just a thought.
And, of course, your weekly "aw".
Here's a face for you.
You know you said it.
That's all for today. I hope I gave you a chuckle, a smile, or even a good old LOL. Have a great week and I'll be around to visit you soon.
Thought for Today:
During a long drought, the mayor called for a town meeting to pray for rain. Everyone turned out to pray. But one boy brought an umbrella.
I don't know about you, but this time of year I'm not trying to get over the midweek hump to get to the weekend faster - I'm trying to stretch the week out as long as possible to get all my Christmas preparations done.
Every year I have great plans to get a jump on things. Shopping in done in October. Christmas letter and cards started in November. All the decorations up on Thanksgiving weekend.
It's not really my fault. I've been badgering the kids (both generations) to give me their wish lists for weeks. And if I write the Christmas letter too early, something wonderful might happen after I'm done that won't get included. And, of course, there's that painstaking process of making sure both sons' families get equal space (in pictures and in text) so neither can pull the "you like him best" routine. Yes, I know they only do it to make me crazy, but it always works.
So since I'm in a Christmas frame of mind, I'm going with a Christmas theme today. Some of these have been making the rounds for years but even so, they still make me laugh. Hopefully, they'll work for you, too.
The Politically Correct Twelve Days
On the 12th day of the Eurocentrically
imposed midwinter festival, my Significant Other in a consenting adult,
monogamous relationship gave tome... TWELVE males reclaiming their inner
warrior through ritual drumming, ELEVEN pipers piping (plus the 18-member
pit orchestra made up ofmembers in good standing of the Musicians Equity
Union as called for in their union contract even though they will not
be asked to play a note) TEN melanin deprived testosterone-poisoned
scions of the patriarchalruling class system leaping NINE persons engaged in rhythmic
self-expression EIGHT economically disadvantaged female
persons stealing milk-productsfrom enslaved Bovine-Americans SEVEN endangered swans swimming on
federally protected wetlands SIX enslaved Fowl-Americans producing
stolen non-human animal products FIVE golden symbols of culturally
sanctioned enforced domesticincarceration. [NOTE: after members of the Animal
Liberation Front threatened to throw red paint at my computer,
the calling birds, hens andpartridge have been reintroduced to their native
habitat. To avoid furtherAnimal-American enslavement, the remaining gift
package has been revised.] FOUR hours of recorded whale songs THREE deconstructionist poets TWO Sierra Club calendars printed on
recycled processed tree carcasses and ONE Spotted Owl activist chained to an
old-growth pear tree. Merry Christmas. Happy Chanukah. Good
Kwanzaa. Blessed Yule. Oh, heck!Happy Holidays!!!! * *Unless, of course, you are suffering from
Seasonally Affected Disorder(SAD). If this be the case, please substitute
this gratuitous call for celebration with suggestion that you have a
thoroughly adequate day.
The "enslaved Bovine-Americans" cracked me up.
I think most everyone has seen some version of this video but I still love it. Take a couple minutes and enjoy:
The Silent Monks performing the Hallelujah Chorus.
Running a little long already so how about we just add in a little mischief. Grab this and go get someone.
Oh, don't worry - I didn't forget your "aw". In fact, I couldn't decide on one picture today so you get two.
This one just felt Christmassy to me. Must be the lamb.
This one reminded me of all the dogs who have been part of our family, and who made and kept this promise so well.
By the way, I'll be posting twice this week. I'm joining in Lexa Cain's and Julie Flander's Destination Blog Hop.
My plan is to post on Friday. Please stop by.
Okay, that's it. Hope we got you over the hump - if you were trying
to get there - or at least gave you a short break from the holiday
stress. Did you have a favorite?
Quote for Today:
Christmas Shopping: Wouldn't it
be wonderful to find one gift that you didn't have to dust, that had to
be used right away, that was practical, fit everyone, was personal and
would be remembered for a long time? I penciled in "Gift certificate for a flu shot." ~ Erma
Bombeck
