Christmas 2021 - Omicron version

A girl named Praline may be the most Acadiana of it all.

 

First year I worked at the store on Christmas Day, was fascinated watching out of the corner of my eye managers and stockers transform Christmas displays into Valentine's display.

 

Somebody is celebrating Hank Junior’s entire catalogue at this Waffle House, and I’m kinda on board with it.

 

as God as my witness, I’ve lived in the South for two decades and had no idea such a distinction existed. I knew country ham is a thing (and I love it), but had never heard the phrase city ham until this post. My world is changed.

 

You’re welcome

 

Realized today we forgot a present for my year-old niece. And my wife wanted stocking stuffers for my dad. Hauled ass over to Target which was picked over. Lego aisles normally filled to the brim basically was reduced to the plastic block equivalent of cream of celery that you can’t get rid of. Babies toys were all but gone. The best sugar snacks were picked over. Ended up wondering for almost two hours trying to cobble something together. Then I had to hit up the supermarket for one last thing for my dad. Of course it’s packed. Person working the self checkout was yelling every two minutes at prove trying to jump the line. Then I’m leaving and some dingus’s car alarm is going off. Not sure if he was the last person on the planet to still use one or if they hit that panic button because they forgot where they parked. The lot isn’t huge. Whole thing reminded me why I don’t go out on Christmas Eve.

They said, this Christmas is going to be a special one. And I’m very happy to put up with the nonsense for this one.

Happy Christmas all!

 

My daughter is a musical theatre kid. In fact, studying for her BFA in Musical Theatre in NYC. Finished her freshman first semester with a 3.94 and has more confidence in herself than ever (maybe for the first time). She's realistic about how hard this is as a career, but, in her ballet professor's words - "Oh, she belongs in the room."

So, a terrific, wonderful Fall. And now, she's home. All she's wanted is to see "Six, The Musical." (Us, too.) We have 4th row tickets for January to give her tomorrow morning.

But...omicron.

I'm running out of hope.

 

Merry Christmas to all y’all. Happy Hanukkah as well.

 

That's fucking fabulous. I am absolutely stealing that and putting it up on my Facebook.

 

And don't even get me started on red-eye gravy and such related items.

 

Merry Christmas!