What could you do less of?
It’s the holidays, and let me be clear. I love the holidays. Gift-giving is my love language, my cardio, my seasonal sport. I’ll binge Hallmark movies like they’re intellectual cinema, even though I’m not exactly a “hug it out” kind of gal. But still, there are things I could do a whole lot less of this season.
Like candy canes. Cute décor, terrible snack. And oversized boxes for teeny-tiny gifts. Why are we wrapping AirPods like we’re shipping a refrigerator? I could absolutely do less of crowded trains before everyone flees the city, 15-degree weather that makes my face freeze into a permanent expression of seasonal confusion, and coffee so bad it could qualify as a crime against humanity.
And don’t get me started on the dead rats on NYC streets. Yes, I know that’s icky. It’s also reality. A reality I would like lless of, thank you very much. Get to it Mr/Mrs rat czar. Same with licorice (just because NO) and people who wake up choosing anger like it’s an advent calendar treat. Go away angry-to-be-angry person. Bah humbug. Toxicity in all its forms? Hard pass. Fake smiles? No thank you. It’s the holidays. Dig deep and find a smile that isn’t held together with stress and caffeine.
What do I want instead? Thank you for asking. I want rainbows behind every corner, surprise wonder tucked between buildings, Wham! playing just loudly enough to make me nostalgic, and Bruce Springsteen warning me again not to shout. I’m checking my list this year, and let’s just say some things are getting crossed right off.
Let’s get this holiday season rolling.
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psychologistmimi 
I like the idea of George and Bruce, what a combo!
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Oh No! Dead Rats on
The Streets of New York
my Wife Has RaT-A-Phobia
If We Were in a Hotel
She Wouldn’t Leave
to Stroll
The Streets
Reminding me
of Her Finding
‘Henry’ The Rat
Huge Like A Cat
Standing Tall in Our
Old Wood Shed Just
Daring my Sister and
Her to Walk in With A Scowl Teeth Gleaming So Very Long
And Razor Sharp Just Waiting to Gnaw More Wood
Oh His Face Almost GRinchTRuMPLike Indeed
Dear Miriam
True They Do Leave
A Lot Behind Such
A Smile my Wife Had
When the Demolition Crew
Took the Shed All Away In Pieces
With A Promise By the Guy on the Bulldozer
Who Took it Apart to Only Bleach the Wood
And Put it Back
Together Used as
A New Tool Shed For Him
Anyway i Don’t Hear About
The ‘Rat Shed’ Anymore Early
Christmas Present for me too
As The Beautiful Goblin Blue
With Arctic White Trim With Windows
And Skylights is my Wife’s Gift God Yes the
‘Home Depot Tuff’ She-Shed for the Whole Year
And A Home for the Graveyard of All my
Computers and Other Old Electronic Gear
Hehe Yep
Some of it
Still Works
Yet i Like the Reminder
Of How Screen Life almost
Drove me Nuts at Work Yes
It Did Yet Set me Free 18 Years
Ago Never to Return to Work for Pay again…
Indeed a
Memory
Worth Saving
in A Year-Long Christmas
She-Shed Gift With Memories
Other than that We may Not
Even put up a Tree For It’s True
She Just Decorates me With Christmas
Shirts for the Season to Spread Yule-Tide
Public Free
Dance With
the Species
of the American
Holiday Shopper Indeed
Wonderful Obstacle Course
They Make Mostly SMiLes
Occasionally Frowns
Don’t Expect
to Please
All the Locals
That’s Okay Rather
Not Be Owned by Any Club…
Yeah It’s Sort of Like That Old
Movie About ‘Ben’ And The Young
Version
of Michael
Jackson
When He
Finds a FRiEnD
With A Rat True
in the ‘Ben’ Song At Least…
Ghost of ‘Henry’ Still Lingers
iN Christmas
Lore as Scrooge
Has Come All too Real
to Be True With the
Unreformed Orange
Grinch too
Hybrid
AS Such
Oh the
Ghost
Stories of
Christmas HuMBuG
Old Used and NoW
Stink Stank Stunck
YucK FOR REAL NeW..:)
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Ha. Henry the rat? Oh my. Nyc is littered with dead rats. I should take photos and turn it into a post but I’d ick myself out. Lol
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