Ho Ho Ho?

I was in the mall yesterday doing the usual Christmas shopping, when I spied
 a cute man dressed in a red and white suit, sporting a white beard and mustache and laughing in a way that I couldn't stop smiling. I checked him out again...had I dated this guy?

Oh no...it was Santa Claus. I've really got to start writing stuff down now that I'm only months away from 50.

I spent most of my life in retail management, so Christmas is kind of difficult for me to get really excited about. I mean, I love the true meaning of the holiday, but sadly, that's been lost in the shopping frenzy that starts earlier every year. So, for many years, Christmas has been a day off after 6-8 weeks of working 7 12hr days. Its a hard habit to break.

It does surprise me, however, that the unspoken rules of Christmas are still broken, even at our age. You know the ones: No breaking up after the 15th of Dec., don't expect jewelry if you've been dating less than 3 months, and don't expect him to come to Christmas dinner if he's never met your family. Now, if you do decide that you want a significant other for the holidays, the latest you can reasonably begin a relationship is Oct. But you still won't get jewelry. Most likely, a tea pot is the most you can hope for.

I've stopped expecting Christmas or Hanukkah presents a long time ago. First of all, there's nothing my family can give me that I don't have--spending the day with them, surrounded by love and guaranteed silliness is the best present I could ever ask for. If I happen to be dating someone around the holidays, I've stopped hoping for the surprise gift that will take my breath away. I consider myself lucky if I get a card. And, honestly, if my someone special takes the time to find me a card in the middle of the throngs of people grabbing whatever Hallmark they can get their hands on, it means much more to me than some half-thought gift (like a Christmas sweater...EEEEWWWWW!!!!!). Unless, of course, he has the extreme intelligence and insight to buy me a sparkly piece of jewelry...then I'm devoted to him until at least Valentines Day!!

Most of all, enjoy the holidays with those you love most and make memories that will last you for many years to follow!

May your dreams be filled with sugar plums and the sound of that wonderful 'HoHoHo!!"

Love to all!

Booby Trap

Okay, I just read Dan Gibb's blog regarding wives not only allowing, but encouraging their husbands to end a long, tough week by attending a 'titty bar", even handing over $300 to spend in the "VIP" Rooms with a particular...performer to do what they do best.

Get Real.

What wife in her right mind would hand over $300 and tell her husband, "Honey, go to the whore house, get a b.j. and enjoy those bouncing boobies." Come on. The only two reasons that a wife would allow her husband would have a ...relaxing night with the guys (in other words,acting a like jackasses)or was  her husband is so rotten on bed, that his night with several nude maidens will guarantee that she could sleep soundly. Or she was counting the minutes until her lover 20 years her junior was waiting for the cell phone call as soon as her husband peeled out of the driveway.

Personally, I think its an insult to the institute of marriage or any committed relationship. It defies a trust that's crucial to to the partnership that is supposedly based on the respect of a couple.

Bouncing Boobies eventually sag. My young lover has never has any complaints.

Have at it, my dear friend, Dan!