My rant about the state of the universal healthcare initiative is going to have to wait. Today, I am a douchebag.
For the past month, I have been lamenting the fact that an entire segment of my neighborhood has had their Christmast lights up…and LIT. Every day we’d drive by and I would say, “Oh, take down the GODDAMN LIGHTS, will ya? Christmas was over a month ago! Jesus Christ!” Every day, right?
The last time we drove by, we came to the conclusion that it must be some sort of neighborhood endurance test. Whoever keeps theirs up the longest, wins.
Well, today the hubby drove past to see all the neighbors tying yellow ribbons to their mailboxes, with a banner at the end of the street that says, “WELCOME HOME, MATTHEW!!!”
Instantly feeling like a pair of brown shoes with a tuxedo.
So, I’m guessing Matthew just came back from a tour in Iraq, or maybe he’s been recovering in a military hospital, unable to be home with his family at Christmas, and all the neighbors swore to keep Christmas going until he came home. I imagine that he is enjoying a nice turkey dinner with his lovely wife and children, and they just opened up all their presents – fire roaring in the fireplace – while Johnny Mathis croons softly in the background. I suppose the fact that it’s January doesn’t really matter too much.
Merry Christmas, Matthew, and welcome home!
Can hypnosis help in anxiety attacks and depression ?*;-
hypnosis could be used on a lot of things like quitting cigarette smoking and confidence building.:~,