She’s Baaaaack…Well, Maybe Kinda

The other day I got an email from my writer pal Frank that was short and to the point. It said something like, “8 months.” No, he’s not pregnant; he just retains fluid. The month reference was actually pointing out how long it has been since I last blogged. “No way it has been 8 months” I told my computer monitor, but after checking, and this pains me to say….Frank was right. Had someone asked me, I would have said 4 months, tops. But it has been 8.

There are 3 half finished blogs I keep meaning to complete. One was a mean-spirited, snobbish little rant on airline travel (I stand by my observations despite perhaps not being PC), the other on the new trend in line management. Those two have hope. The third covers the very gradual progress of my son Graham’s potty training, but to be honest, the best thing about it was the title I gave it, “Tales From The Little Chair,” a nod to the monster Tears for Fears album from the 80’s. Happily, I can report that Graham is doing yeomans work with the potty thing so the post would be quite dated. Just enjoy the clever title I had.

So here I sit, 3 days before Christmas, with the curtain preparing to close on Hanukkah, pondering something my husband told me a few days ago. Apparently there was a Zogby poll http://www.zogby.com/NEWS/ReadNews.dbm?ID=1213 where they found more people were offended by someone wishing them “Happy Holiday” than being specifically wished Merry Christmas. There are lots of reasons why, but I enjoy the “holiday” version best. To me it covers a longer period of time so you are wishing the person a nice holiday SEASON, from Hanukkah which often starts prior to Christmas, right through New Years. Happy Holidays can cover perhaps a whole month if the dates fall right! I love that. You cover a whole 1/12 of the year with one statement.

Maybe it’s easy for me as I am not attached to a particular faith, but at the end of the day, I don’t think it really matters. I try to just enjoy the fact that someone, and (maybe even a stranger) at least tried to be courteous and sent me a nice thought or two. Unless I’m pre-menstrual in which case people should just shut the hell up because they don’t know me or my belief system so don’t make assumptions about how I celebrate the over-commercialized season by shoving YOUR religion down my throat. I get enough of that from elected officials.

Anyway, Happy Whatever. In my undefined and non-non-tax exempt faith, that means be safe, healthy, and happy. The rest is gravy.

PS - Yes, I know I posted this after the formal holiday season,No, you may not have a full refund.Consider it a head start on next year. Always best to plan ahead.