Is it Christmas for real?

It doesn’t feel like it.

I woke up this morning around 10am because of the constant ringing of my cell phone indicating that I had a new text message. Tell me something, does NO ONE CALL anymore? As soon as midnight hit last night my phone was bombarded with Merry Christmas text messages. I even got a text that read “Merry Christmas Ho!” which made me laugh out loud.

I noticed this strange phenomenon during Thanksgiving. Instead of calling all of my loved ones, I shot them all a mass text message and they replied in kind. No love lost, no hurt feelings and all parties involved were extremely satisfied. ~shakes head~ We’re turning into one lazy society.

I didn’t move from the couch all day. I watched ‘A Christmas Story’ once and then I fell asleep again ignoring the rest of the Warm Holiday Text Messages, until I woke up.

I woke up and looked around the room. Swept the floor. Scrubbed the kitchen floor. Sat down again. Hmm… Thought about the meaning of life for a minute then decided to think about the growth of my hair instead.

Another Christmas day by myself. I don’t mind. I like the quiet. The boys will be back any minute now and I’ll have them with me for an entire week and yes- they are coming to work with me all week.

How exciting…

I got a candle and a journal for Christmas. I gave the journal away because I don’t hand-write anything anymore. I gave it to my cousin who’s in jail. I sent him a box full of random stuff including the Black Men magazine with Tocarra on the cover. I hope he likes it.

Well, I think I’ll go out and buy me an icecream sundae. At least it will get me out of the house.

Merry Christmas!!!