Monday Morning This and That

Those who have not Christmas in their hearts
will never find it under a tree.


Roy L. Smith

Good morning. Winter has arrived and Christmas is right around the corner. Are you ready? I'm just about ready. Have a few more food items to buy, but presents are all wrapped and under the tree. I didn't buy Miss Minga her usual toys and treats this year. She NEVER played with toys preferring a box or aluminum foil rolled in a ball and can no longer chew the treats. No, this year I chose to buy her something she really can enjoy...a new brush. She absolutely adores being brushed and comes running as soon as I pick it up. The Christmas stockings of Christmas past were cute, but they are worthless if they do not bring her joy.

Finished reading "The Red Tent" on Saturday, and I was sorry to see it end. I highly recommend it. I've been reading a sample of the same author's "The Boston Girl", and I think that might be next. 

It was a cold weekend. On Saturday I headed to Rite Aid for Christmas candy and more candles. I have an artificial tree, but I love the smell of pine, and they sell a fantastic pine scented candle. You'd never know there weren't real evergreens in my home. Went home, dropped that off, and headed to Pathmark for hubby's shrimp and some food for Miss Minga. Later, after a nice snooze, I finished wrapping gifts. Just can't believe there is just a few days left...and they are predicting a night of rain and wind for Christmas Eve. Darn. Couldn't the storm wait a day or two? 

I'm really saddened by the state of our world. So much violence. Yesterday I had tears in my eyes. Two police officers executed, and thugs on the internet spouting hate and glorifying the act. Why so much hate? Where does it end? I don't like talking politics or taking sides on my blogs, but the events of this weekend are eating away at me, and  I have to agree with the many that our mayor played a huge part in it getting this far. He allowed Sharpton and the protesters free run of the city and actually closed bridges for them. Unlike protesters in the past, they didn't need permits. They weren't confined to one area. They were allowed to take over the whole city. The heck with the poor working citizen who just wanted to get home from his/her job. Protesters were allowed to stop traffic on main thoroughfares and chants could be heard in unison, "What do we want? Dead cops". Still he did nothing to stop it. In fact, he got up there and told all New Yorkers how he had to 'warn his son' about the NYPD and how his son should act. Meanwhile, a smirking Sharpton stood next to him ready to spew more hate.

There is good and bad in every race, nationality, color, and jobs.  But these people are preaching to hate all police for the bad acts of one.  It's gone too far now.  People tend to forget who rushed up the towers without thought to their own lives on 9/11.  I had joined a FB page "Thank you NYPD"  and when the thugs found it the next day, had to leave.  The hate talk turned my stomach and brought tears to my eyes.  Then, on Sunday, another threat.  A man driving from Tennessee to shoot two more cops.  

The protests have gone on long enough.  They've got their message across.  Now it's time to heal. This should be a season of peace, love, and joy.  I hope it's not too late to find that again.

Thanks for listening.