WANTED: ELF THAT DOESN'T SIT ON A SHELF!

     Well, here we are again.  It's the holidays, it's 2022 and all the craziness has ensued.  This is a post, I post every year and I pick a funny holiday photo and include it in the post.  This year, I found this on the internet:

     Since we added chaos to chaos this year, by getting a puppy, this photo made me laugh... mainly wondering if this photo was photoshopped, or is this dog actually wearing the jingle bell collar and Santa hat.  I suspect not. 

     The next photo is one I posted a few years back, but still makes me smile.  Hope the post brings a few laughs.

From Spiderwebmaker.com

     

     Call me Scrooge.  I have a few issues (click here for the history) with the Elf On The Shelf.  In a nutshell I don't have time to come up with the crazy antics or clean up after a little spy's shenanigans.  Also, Santa has always come through; years before the elves showed up.

Holiday Pet Peeves

• I considered putting a Santa hat on a Peeve, till I saw this! A photo of a loved one Michael, who has since passed.  So grateful to have known him.

This is a repost from 2015; considering how crazy 2022's been; I've tried to keep seeing the silver lining of all the unprecedented chaos... yet, some things never change...

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Not to be a Scrooge... but... I'm human, and during the hustle and bustle of this time of year, I find there are a few things extra, that grind my nerves...

Shopping Carts.  

     From my list of Pet Peeves.  I know everyone is a little bit crazy during this time of year, still if they've gone aisle after aisle in the store filling it; is a few feet to the nearest corral that difficult?  Nothing can turn St. Nick into Scrooge quicker than a stray cart carried by the North Wind right into his new Jaguar.

People who force their kids to see Santa.  

     Much less, sit on his lap.  And to have it all captured by photo.  Not sure where this tradition came from.  Dr. Boogie has the moxy to suggest that it derived from an Al Capone torture method.  Nice.

    As parents, we spend the majority of the other 11 months in the year educating our kids on stranger danger- no touching and never accept candy from a stranger.  Then come December, and the hope to capture something(?)- we throw caution to the wind.  At least we'll have the photos to show our child's future therapists. 

People who bring their kids shopping after 7pm.  

     Kids are tired by sundown, sometimes earlier, and Lord Almighty they'll let the whole store and everyone know it.  I know sometimes there's no other way.  But during the night in our house, while one parent struggles with bedtime, the other heads out to tackle the crowds, traffic, and to search high and low to find sugarplums for our little angels.  Even so there is a tad of relief to be out of the house.  Short lived when I hear someone else's bundle of joy being less than joyful.  And I can't win.  If the parent is losing it, I think,"Awe...what did you expect?"  If the kids is waling like a banshee, I think, "How long till you get your brat out of here?!"  I know; nobody will ever mistake me for Mary Poppins or Mother Theresa.  

Of course, THE ELVES.

     I am not anti-elf.  Hats or antlers off to those who find time to come up with the energy and holiday cheer to endure the little imps' shenanigans and clean up after them.  However they do offend my pet peeve of UBIQUITY.  Click HERE if you need further explanation.

Fruitcakes.  Literal and other.  

     I don't care what Alton Brown says, I've never tasted one that I wanted a second bite of.  Waste of good liquor.  In Colorado,  there's a special day for folks to hurl these in competition.  Saw somewhere: NEVER HURL AT SOMEONE, (such as a family member).  Good tip.   

As for the other fruitcakes, allow me to quote Jack, "Go sell crazy somewhere else; we're all stocked up here."

Will never quit griping about PACKAGING.  

     ~The wax paper that crackers are packaged in, tears because superglue is used to fasten the opening and is stronger than the wax paper of the package.  

     ~The triple triple stitch, used to secure scratchy tags to kids clothes.

     ~The itty bitty whateveryoucallems, that are used to secure Barbie, and Barbie's clothes to the cardboard.  

     ~The razor sharp plastic that's used to encase every single toy, that pretty much guarantees the need for bandaids for anyone who dares to open a package.  Ever.

Toys that break before the sun sets on the 25th. 'Nough said.

Less than Santa's Nice List worthy behavior in my kids. 

     Might have to endure one of those elves after all.  

When your kids get to be teens, this, quality,... cranks up.  Go get,

 a cup of cheer.

Lastly,

People that dress their pets up in holiday wear.  

     Actually, this doesn't bother me.  We now have a dog.  Most always brings a smile and/or laugh, when I see, other pets, in holiday clothes.  I do agree however with the notion, that this is why pets bite, claw up curtains, and leave special little presents for you in your favorite pair of shoes.

Here's hoping this brought a few smiles. 

Happy Holidays.

Originally posted 12/13/2015

What You CAN do This Holiday Season...

     *This was originally posted in 2015 for Thanksgiving.  Those days were filled with the "fun" of getting kids to school, on time, keeping them in a good mood, free of drama, (any parent of school age kids, know what I'm talking about); my car not starting, thanks to evolutionary savvy squirrels; and more.  So, while we get through Covid, and the craziness this year's entailed, I hope enjoy this post and pass it on, because of the message.  Plus if you're a snow lover like me, I hope the fun picture above brings a smile.  'Cause many will not get a white Christmas.  

     Also, ladies, please check out and consider submitting to The Sadie Project!  We'd love to hear your story!

     Now, to the original~

     Just a thought, inspired by the cast of Sesame Street's performance on the Macy's Parade today.  They did a fun song, I'm not sure of the title, (searched extensively for a video of it), but a reoccurring line was, "I'm growing kinder everyday."  So... that got me thinking...

Money may be tight, or even if it's overflowing, here's a suggestion that I am also going to try for this holiday season.

Speak sincerely kindly to "EVERYONE YOU MEET", and if you can add a smile, all the better.  You may give someone the gift of HOPE, and that is a powerful thing.

The First Ho! Ho! Ho!

Still looking for an elf willing to give me a hand...

   Hope you enjoy these holiday cartoons from my husband, Davis Jaye's archives.  In addition to cartoons here at Sadie's Gathering, he has an online cartoon blog, The Squirrel's Nest.  If you'd like to donate anything to his site, or mine, we'd greatly appreciate it!!! Happy Holidays!

  

Ho! HO! Ho! HO! HUH?

     This is a post from a few years ago... overall, just a gentle reminder to try to keep your sense of humor... especially during the holiday season! 

     Did you see that Ol' Saint Nick will be charging the kiddies $50 to sit upon his knee?  Don't know about you, but that is just another reason to... well, wait a moment; maybe there are some really special treats that justify the cost.

Must Be A Lot of Naked Boyfriends Out There...

For more fun cartoons, check out, The Squirrel's Nest Cartoons

     Originally posted this post 8/21/2015.  

     Life happens, and with everything else going on in the world, other things grab our attention.  However, some nutty, less serious shtuff, such as this still goes on. 
     It's a little nuts around here, as I know it is in many families' homes this time of year.  So, I hope this brings some smiles, and maybe a few laughs.  I hope you enjoy a lighter side to end the week.

Have a great rest of your week and weekend. Give $1 or two if you enjoy...

Hope you like the cartoon.

Last holiday season, I was looking online to make up my Christmas list.
Just as looking up the toys on my daughters' lists, it didn't take long for me to get irritated.

     When looking through different clothing sites, I kept coming across the term Boyfriend.  It is used to describe a style of women's clothing.  Sounds innocuous enough.  There are:  Boyfriend Blazers; Boyfriend Sweaters; Boyfriend Sweats; and Boyfriend Jeans.
      I suspect this term refers to the time in a young woman's life, when after spending a night with a "boyfriend"; she does not wish to go out to breakfast, (or lunch) in the previous night's ensemble.  The obliging beau du jour lends (wink wink) her a pair of jeans.  Usually these are a pair that have been broken in over at least a couple of years of wear.  They have larger waists, with the same measurement throughout the hips.  Men's jeans are generally not made to "hug curves," because men don't have curves.  At least not the same curves that women have.  So often, when a woman puts on a pair of an amour's jeans, they're a little slouchy.  If they are so big that they might drop in mid street, an oxford, sweatshirt and or sweater, may also be required.
     These, by definition are boyfriend's clothing.  Or at least the previous night's hook-up's clothes. For some, this is a none too subtle way of letting all know, who's with whom.  At the very least, nothing shouts out what's been goin' on, quite as clear as a coed sitting across from a boy at the local diner, wearing a 3 sizes too big sweatshirt from his Alma Mater.

     So... with this being said, if the average male of 20 something cannot fit into an item of clothing,  such as the items below, THEY REALLY SHOULD NOT USE THE TERM BOYFRIEND.