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Happy New Year!


Another year has begun.  Every day is a fresh canvas, but for most people the beginning of each New Year brings even a stronger sense of renewal.  Once again we all have a chance for a “do over”; another opportunity to “get it right”.

I rarely go out on New Year’s Eve.  It is my least favorite holiday followed closely by Valentine’s Day.  Both holidays are so over- wrought with romantic illusion that it seems to set everyone up for an evening that fails to meet expectations.  So I simply stay at home and ignore the eve.

However, New Year’s Day is another story.  New Year’s Day I like to fill my house with close friends, delicious food and good conversation and this year was no exception.  As I write this I realize that unlike most years at no point did the conversation turn to New Year’s resolutions.  I suspect we’ve all reached an age where we realize that it takes more than an annual declaration to change our ingrained behaviors.  Most people agree that changing old habits, even when we’re strongly motivated, is one of the most difficult of all human processes.

Recently I gave up alcohol.  Not because I have a problem with it but because I tried to make a deal with the universe regarding the health of a loved one and I wanted the powers that be to know I was really serious.  So I decided to give up something I truly enjoy like a good glass of full-bodied, red wine (rather than the Brussels sprouts and raisins I used to give up during Lent as a child).  What I learned about myself during this lengthy abstinence was that although I normally have very little discipline when following rules regarding my diet I had a great deal of discipline when I was doing it for a purpose greater than myself.

As a writer I do a lot of my living inside my brain.  Not that I don’t lead a busy, active life, but I also spend a great deal of time mulling over things I’ve witnessed during the day, contemplating people’s responses to social cues, thinking about life, wondering “what if?”.  This is where many of my ideas for poetry, essays and short stories come from.

I don’t know exactly why but this holiday season I’ve been thinking a lot about hungry children.  I would like to do something to feel I’m helping to alleviate this problem but I’m on a very limited budget.  This led me to consider how much money I spend annually on Diet Coke alone.  I drink Diet Coke the way most people drink coffee in the morning.  It’s where I get my caffeine and I drink several of them each day.  For years I’ve wanted to quit and I’ve tried and failed to give it up many times.

It occurred to me, after my successful abstinence from alcohol, that I might combine these two very different issues and perhaps do something about them both.  I decided I won’t give up Diet Coke for all my usual reasons –because I think it’s unhealthy and most likely contributes to my weight issues—rather I’ll give it up in order to help feed children.  I’ll take the money I save each month from not purchasing Diet Coke and I will send it to an agency that provides food for needy kids.  Hopefully this will be the winning combination that succeeds in meeting two goals.

From what I’ve read it appears to take approximately three months to genuinely change a habit.  So it will be quite a while before I’ll have a proven outcome but I’ll make a note to post and let you all know if I’ve been able to contribute anything toward reducing childhood hunger.

Meanwhile, remember; if you’ve made resolutions and you find yourself slipping be kind to yourselves.  Change is a process, not a decision, and as I said earlier every day is a new beginning.

I wish everyone a happy and productive New Year!

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A Caution About Drinking and Driving This Holiday Season


by Anonymous

I would like to share an experience with you all about drinking and driving.   As you may know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with  the authorities on our way home from the odd social session over the years.

A couple of nights ago, I was out for a few drinks with some friends and had a few too many beers and some rather nice Merlot.

Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did something I’ve never done before – I took a bus home. I arrived home safely and without incident, which was a real surprise, as I have never driven a bus before and I’m not sure where I got this one.


Bah Humbug!


by McKenzie James

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

It’s a Bah Humbug Scrooge kind of year.

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

Silent Night, Ho Ho Ho, Screw the Cheer!

 

Uncle Ned hit his head and it brought on his Tourette’s

and he sadly told Aunt Betty the truth about her Christmas dress.

Now there’s no going back for poor Uncle Ned.

He’s in the dog house and she won’t get out of bed.

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

It’s a Bah Humbug Scrooge kind of year.

 

Just last week Mom caught Dad eating lunch with his ex.

Apparently more than lunch had been shared.

Now all Dad’s belongings are out in the street

and I don’t think they were put out to be aired.

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

Silent Night, Ho Ho Ho, Screw the Cheer!

 

Zachary wants a high speed racer.

Zoe wants a baby doll that cries.

The house is on the market on a short sale.

Daddy drinks his beer with whiskey chaser and sighs.

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

It’s a Bah Humbug Scrooge kind of year

 

Aunt Mary’s been single forever.

No one wants to be her boo boo bear.

She usually buys the best presents of anyone.

But she’s broke, broken-hearted, and glum.

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

Silent Night, Ho Ho Ho, Screw the Cheer!

 

Jake had too much fun at the office party and got hammered.

He had fun with a woman he can’t remember.

But now his boss lady is clearly enamored.

He’ll be living down that night of fun forever.

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

It’s a Bah Humbug Scrooge kind of year

 

Everyone’s feeing glum, no one’s having any fun.

No one’s jolly, no one’s gay.

No one’s decking the halls, no one’s hanging any balls,

We’re just hoping the holidays will go away.

 

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

It’s a Bah Humbug Scrooge kind of year.

It’s a Bah Humbug year here in Weird Town.

Silent Night, Ho Ho Ho, Screw the Cheer!


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