christmas

Last day of NaBloPoMo and I can't say that I'm sad to see it go. I've met people, commented on blogs and typed til my hands hurts.

Peace NaBloPoMo. It's not you, it's the calendar. We had some good times and we'll always Have November. The sad truth we were over when we Started. We knew that our days in the sun would fade as soon as December arrived. You Will Be Missed. Until Next Year.

In other news I have an awesome Christmas tree.

I realized something as the wifey and I put it up tonight.

I hate matching ornaments. I love random, ugly, non-matching sets. Growing up our tree was hideous. Well, not really. We just had stuff from years of accumlation for decorations. Stupid ornaments that we made in first grade with our beat down handwriting on them; lil ones we made for mom because we were 8 and didn't have money to buy her a gift. Michael had one that had changeable plates and it always said 'do not open until december 25th'.

Christmas isn't about order and things going right. It's all the chaos and madness that surrounds it... every crazy gift that you find for someone. Things get weird sometimes but you push thru. If it's always expected it's never memorable. Get wild with it. Christmas is about love and love is always a rambunctious ride.

Let Christmas come and bring the madness
for a moment let us all forget the sadness
packages papers boxes ribbons and bright gifts
in an instant loss of grief while the spirit lifts

Maybe I'll write a Christmas poem? It'd be a first time.

For everyone reading... you can still find me at lostpoetix.blogspot.com

Take care.

-it is what it is-