Why, oh why, doesn’t grief take a holiday? It needs to take a long, extended vacation. I will pay the costs. I’m generous. Unfortunately it’s not that easy. We all have our burdens to bear but it’s only for a short time. As Ms. Celie says, heaven last always.
Parental duties have worn me down and this is really the impetus for this post but I won’t elaborate and bore you to tears. This year, at least the last part of it, is working my last nerve which is about to snap like a twig. What happened? The year had so much promise after the anomaly that was 2011 but, then again, so does every new year. This year hasn’t been the worst year by any means, that award still goes to 1997 always and forever. Boy, that year was rotten from January to December. Everything that could have gone wrong did, not to mention, we lost Di. *sniff* Damn that evil Camilla *sniff* Well, I don’t want to delve any further into the past. Let’s talk about the tragedy of the present.
Maybe I’m a pessimist but it’s almost December and it’s not looking up, so maybe I should just sit it out until next year. We always have next year, if there is a next year. Too many signs point to there not being a next year. If there isn’t, it’s because God is merciful. Anyways, back to the apocalypse. Let’s see. That hillbilly bumpkin Honey Boo Boo has her own show. All the Kardashians seem to be rolling in the dough because of one sex tape and seem to have taken over. Damn you Ray J. Damn you to hell. While I’m at it, damn Ryan Seacrest to hell too. Most devastatingly, Hostess is shutting it’s doors forever. No more Twinkies, cupcakes or sno balls. *sniff* Yep, all signs of the apocalypse are there. The end will come and I had hoped to meet it with a Twinkie in my mouth, not a Ding Dong, but a Twinkie damn it.
I may bitch and moan every so often about how life sucks but then I look at the worn torn countries and people with real problems and it puts mine in perspective. Though my Thanksgiving dinner went to hell in a hand basket and had to be thrown out, I am just thankful me and my kids are all together. I have a lot to be thankful for and I know it. On a good note, at least Paris Hilton has faded into oblivion. I thought we’d never get a break. My Hail Marys finally paid off. YESSSSS. Well, I’ll be back later to write a more sensible post. Ciao 
Sorry to hear about your Thanksgiving dinner. What did you guys eat? One year we ate Chinese. It was good but no leftovers. It’s all about the leftovers…which I’m heating up right now. Dig the Ms Celie reference. Always did luv that movie.
I love the Color Purple. I quote it often. It was just a meal in lieu of a Thanksgiving feast. It was the worst meal I have ever made.I fried some ready made chicken and some rösties, which are like hash browns. That was okay but the muffins were inedible and the German pasta had funny taste to it so I just threw them away. I’ll make up for it at Christmas.
Did you see the song I posted on my wall Monday, ‘Miss Celie Sings the Blues’? Love the song and the movie. I got it from the site: My Mind Has Been Everywhere And My Body Never Left Home…now one of my favorite sites that you turned me onto.
I love that movie and song. Actually I’ve never been to that site but I love their posts.