I can hear you groaning from here! But, tis the season to be jolly! I love a good groaner as much as the next one!
In the holiday spirit, I give you my own rendition of The 12 Days of Christmas!
On the First day of Christmas my lover gave to me: Striped socks that go over my knees!
On the Second day of Christmas my lover gave to me: Two sets of stockings and striped socks that go over my knees!
On the Third day of Christmas my lover gave to me: Three massage candles, two sets of stockings and striped socks that go over my knees!
Oh the Fourth day of Christmas my lover gave to me: Four kinds of coffee, three massage candles, two sets of stockings and striped socks that go over my knees!
On the Fifth day of Christmas my lover gave to me: FIVE LACY THONGS!!! Four kinds of coffee, three massage candles, two sets of stockings and striped socks that go over my knees!
I am having a ridiculous time thinking up things that are A) sexy, B) up my ally, and C) fit the rhyme and rhythm scheme! I give up! I know an extremely kinky versions of the 12 Days of Christmas, full of cock rings and whips and 12 bare hand spankings. Oh my!
During these holiday times, I like to think back on my life to remind myself how good I have it. Tis the season for egg nog and holly, but it’s also the cold Winter that chills families without heat, and can even kill those poor souls without shelter. I donate my time at the VA Hospital throughout the year, but during Winter I walk around handing out food and warm liquids to the homeless vets I know are out pan handling. If I can (and if they’ll let me) I try to get them into a shelter or even hospital. It’s not much, but what I do really makes me feel like I’m attempting to do some good in the lives of others.
So, with my preachy preachiness out of the way, can I wish all of you a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, a Memorable Kwanza and a Joyful Solstice. And, of course, there’s Festivus for the Rest-of-us, air your grievances to the right.