It's a sad Christmas morning here at WuzzFuzz's place.. Usually I'm pretty upbeat, cracking wisecracks, making jokes, but this morning I don't know what else to do except to just write this down, and hope that it helps some. Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking for sympathy from any of you. I just need to get this hurting out of my system this morning.
Now I've had some hard things happen over the years, and I've had my share of hurts. But for some reason this morning has really got to me.
I'm not much of one for crying, but I just couldn't help the tears from coming this morning….You see I got up this morning, about the usual time, to let Moni out…She's my dog. It was still dark out. Doesn't get light till about 7:15 or so. Anyway, I had left the lights on the Christmas tree. So they were still going. That's about all the light there was in the room. I turned on the outside lights as I always do, so she can see. .
She did her thing, and I let her back in.
Then I turned on the main light here in the dining room. I looked over at the tree, and there was nothing underneath..
I'm thinking, ok, where's my goodies. Where's the packages…Where are they?. Ok, they've been hidden. When I was a kid, my mother and dad used to hide one or two, then would always say, "Well you must have been bad last year, and Santa didn't bring you anything"… I looked around, even opened the grate doors to the fireplace…I had specifically not built a fire in it last night, so Ole Santa Claus wouldn't get burned..NOTHING.
I know it sounds hokey, but It's always been a tradition, with my family. It kind of started back when we were kids, to put out the milk and cookies and milk thing…Didn't look like any of the milk had been drank, nor any of the cookies eaten…My super dooper chocolate chip cookies. Nothing…don't look like they've been touched..
I was going to E:mail my sister first thing this morning to see if she's got the same experience. I don't know. All I know is I really feel let down this morning.
I know, I know, living alone sometimes has its ups and downs, and most of the time during the year I can get by…
I had written this letter to Santa. Don't laugh….. Like I said it's kind of a traditional thing I just never got away from. So I made out my list. I didn't ask for much for me, just a new pair of socks would have been nice. Or maybe one or two of my favorite brand of cigars…I figured none of that stuff would have cost too much.
I asked Santa for a few things I figured Mr. Jarrett, (better known as the Big Gorilla) would like to have, and a few things for the other moderators..(his helpers). Ok, so maybe I was being over bearing or greedy, but I even asked Santa for a few things for others, like Snubbyfan, or our Cajun Lawyer, Shouldazagged, Iggy, Pawngal, Gatorfarmer, Deathgrip, The Ringo Kid, Arjay, just to name a few..
I sent that letter of to the North Pole..I even mailed it November 15th, so I'd be sure Santa would get it. It wasn't retuned, So I'm sure he got it….I'll be back in a minute…Sorry, it's just getting to me…
Ok, I'm back…As I said, my letter, I know I had it right…Santa Claus, North Pole…I know I put a stamp on it. Some things I'm forgetful about, but putting a stamp on a letter to Santa wouldn't something I would have forgotten to do.
So to make a long story a bit longer. When I opened up the computer, this morning, so I could E:mail my sister and see how she made out. I thought I better write this first, so I could feel a little better, and get rid of some of the despondency I'm feeling.
When I went to open the E:mail section, I had this E:mail waiting for me. It really didn't help with me feeling down in the dumps, but at least I know why Santa didn't answer my letter to him..
.https://youtu.be/l1O4TKE0Nho
Now I've had some hard things happen over the years, and I've had my share of hurts. But for some reason this morning has really got to me.
I'm not much of one for crying, but I just couldn't help the tears from coming this morning….You see I got up this morning, about the usual time, to let Moni out…She's my dog. It was still dark out. Doesn't get light till about 7:15 or so. Anyway, I had left the lights on the Christmas tree. So they were still going. That's about all the light there was in the room. I turned on the outside lights as I always do, so she can see. .
She did her thing, and I let her back in.Then I turned on the main light here in the dining room. I looked over at the tree, and there was nothing underneath..
I'm thinking, ok, where's my goodies. Where's the packages…Where are they?. Ok, they've been hidden. When I was a kid, my mother and dad used to hide one or two, then would always say, "Well you must have been bad last year, and Santa didn't bring you anything"… I looked around, even opened the grate doors to the fireplace…I had specifically not built a fire in it last night, so Ole Santa Claus wouldn't get burned..NOTHING.I know it sounds hokey, but It's always been a tradition, with my family. It kind of started back when we were kids, to put out the milk and cookies and milk thing…Didn't look like any of the milk had been drank, nor any of the cookies eaten…My super dooper chocolate chip cookies. Nothing…don't look like they've been touched..
I was going to E:mail my sister first thing this morning to see if she's got the same experience. I don't know. All I know is I really feel let down this morning.
I know, I know, living alone sometimes has its ups and downs, and most of the time during the year I can get by…
I had written this letter to Santa. Don't laugh….. Like I said it's kind of a traditional thing I just never got away from. So I made out my list. I didn't ask for much for me, just a new pair of socks would have been nice. Or maybe one or two of my favorite brand of cigars…I figured none of that stuff would have cost too much.
I asked Santa for a few things I figured Mr. Jarrett, (better known as the Big Gorilla) would like to have, and a few things for the other moderators..(his helpers). Ok, so maybe I was being over bearing or greedy, but I even asked Santa for a few things for others, like Snubbyfan, or our Cajun Lawyer, Shouldazagged, Iggy, Pawngal, Gatorfarmer, Deathgrip, The Ringo Kid, Arjay, just to name a few..
I sent that letter of to the North Pole..I even mailed it November 15th, so I'd be sure Santa would get it. It wasn't retuned, So I'm sure he got it….I'll be back in a minute…Sorry, it's just getting to me…
Ok, I'm back…As I said, my letter, I know I had it right…Santa Claus, North Pole…I know I put a stamp on it. Some things I'm forgetful about, but putting a stamp on a letter to Santa wouldn't something I would have forgotten to do.
So to make a long story a bit longer. When I opened up the computer, this morning, so I could E:mail my sister and see how she made out. I thought I better write this first, so I could feel a little better, and get rid of some of the despondency I'm feeling.
When I went to open the E:mail section, I had this E:mail waiting for me. It really didn't help with me feeling down in the dumps, but at least I know why Santa didn't answer my letter to him..
.https://youtu.be/l1O4TKE0Nho
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