:::: A Twelve Day Journey To Christmas Day-

OR

Will Anita Marie Get Her Fiji Mermaid THIS Year?:::

Today

On

Day Eight

Having Dodged The Bullet

I Go In Search Of

Another

We were supposed to have a windstorm

here in Washington State

and some of us  here did.

We were suppose to be sitting here in the cold and dark

and some of us are.

So every time I hit a light switch, or when I sat down to write

my first reaction was to laugh hysterically

and my second was to be grateful.

I mean Churcy Grateful.

Which doesn’t happen often to me

as the Big Guy Upstairs

and I

have had issues this year with each other.

However.

As I considered my  Fiji Mermaid-less life, my lack of Christmas Spirit and the mindless, thoughtless ” Holiday Greetings” I’ve received from people who don’t bother to find out if I’ve lived or died over the year I’ve concluded that

 I’m so glad I have been  at home,

keeping to myself

with the lousy weather as an excuse to not be out in the world

  for fear that I’ll run into someone ( while shopping…shudder ) and when they ask

 ” So how’s your Christmas Shopping coming along? “

I know that will call what posses me forth and suddenly

 The Christmas Demon in me will appear,

her will spin her head around a few times just like Linda Blair’s in the Exorcist and when she stops she will shriek, ” what do you care, you’re not getting anything anyway.”

I hope it snows some more.

I don’t think I’m ready to face a world full of Christmas.

Yet.