Mr. Snakey
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Lets end this. Makes no sense. We will talk again mabye when your sober, Mabye by july or august:tongue:You wouldn't dream of insulting me? You have.
Lets end this. Makes no sense. We will talk again mabye when your sober, Mabye by july or august:tongue:You wouldn't dream of insulting me? You have.
Lets end this. Makes no sense. We will talk again mabye when your sober, Mabye by july or august:tongue:
I suppose you're using the two threads I've made as proof that I'm a hypocrite or something equal to that.
Silly me. I must have overlooked the hidden exception buried within your "convictions".There's no particular reason for the way I'm feeling, other than it's old and it's tired; all this shit.
All i didnt like is fuck my holiday. I have been sober for over ten years. You are a nice lady. I respect your beliefs. I was just shocked in that comment,not in what you believe. Mabye you made the comment tounge and cheek. If you did iam sorry.You ask that I support of your beliefs, but you're not very supportive of mine. I don't really care though.
lol and as far as sober goes..........That's a low blow. I'm as sober as they come.
When you have them all wearing uniform could you make them sexy pink ones? Tight, made of spandex and of varying cuts and designs?I guess you'd have us all wearing uniforms too.
That was my point. I took offence to the fuck your holiday remark by the poster of this thread. Sounds like you have a great husband Snoozan. Well you should you seem like a great lady:wink: :smile: Merry Christmas:smile:When I was younger, I hated Christmas and thought it was a bullshit holiday and wanted nothing to do with Christianity and the things it represented, plus Jesus wasn't really born in December, etc. I was sad and bitter on most holidays-- they felt so empty.
After meeting my husband, who is Catholic, Christmas became something different to me. It is a tradition that is based in religion, almost all religions, actually. But what really got to me was how happy I made my husband when I put up a pretty Christmas tree the first time, or when we went shopping for our family and got them goofy, offbeat gifts. His happiness is infectious. He loves Christmas.
I cooked dinner tonight for my grandmother and mother, who raised and fed me for years. It felt good to feed them and have them in my home. This was my brother's first Christmas home since going to the middle east. It was nice seeing him play with my son because it made them both happy. My husband told me a million times how much he loves my cooking. As stressed out as it makes me, I do it for him. It makes me feel good. I even made crescent rolls from scratch for him (he wanted the ones in the can), and homemade cranberry sauce for my grandmother (she loves cranberry sauce but has never homemade). The rolls were a ton of work and the cranberry sauce was only slightly better than the stuff in the can, but I'm glad I did both because of who I did them for.
Having a child has only made Christmas better. Last year he feel asleep in front of the tree while my husband and I wrapped gifts. It was precious. This year, we took him to see the Santa in the mall and he cried. We have the funniest photo of him crying and trying to throw himself off Santa's lap. I will cherish that memory forever. Today he's been running around all day playing with his toys. He loves them.
The dog ate a stick of butter, threw it up, and ate it. If it had not been Christmas I wouldn't have had butter out. That made me laugh and the dog was very happy with his butter. He's gotten some table scraps too.
It feels good that I decorated my house. I made Christmas ornaments and have one tree that is filled with them. We have another tree that looks like a trainwreck of lights, ornaments, and garland that my husband made. It is beautiful.
As I type this, they baby is eating turkey and scalloped potatoes. He's throwing pieces of food from his high chair to the dog.
You don't have to be Christian to celebrate Christmas. It's a tradition in most of our cultures. I do for that reason and because I respect my husband's faith. I also don't see it as being any different from any midwinter solstice celebration except the stories and rituals are different.
One thing I like about Christmas is that it is a holiday to celebrate Christ-- and trying at least one day a year to behave like Christ (even if you only thing he's a mythological symbol) makes the world a slightly better place.
I've found the more you concentrate on the gifts you'll receive, the less happy you'll be at Christmas. You'll never get exactly what you want, and if you do, they never live up to your expectations. It's not about the things you buy, it's about the memories, the togetherness, and participating in a tradition that people have done for years upon years. It's about taking a day away from normal and reaching out.
I respect people that don't celebrate for their own reasons. I just ask that they not disrespect me for celebrating a holiday that is important to me.
That was my point. I took offence to the fuck your holiday remark by the poster of this thread. Sounds like you have a great husband Snoozan. Well you should you seem like a great lady:wink: :smile: Merry Christmas:smile:
Nothing wrong with being a heathen if thats what you want to be.. I question why someone would want to offend or hurt people. Do they have any heart at all.?Is that Heather's new nickname?
When I was younger, I hated Christmas and thought it was a bullshit holiday and wanted nothing to do with Christianity and the things it represented, plus Jesus wasn't really born in December, etc. I was sad and bitter on most holidays-- they felt so empty.
After meeting my husband, who is Catholic, Christmas became something different to me. It is a tradition that is based in religion, almost all religions, actually. But what really got to me was how happy I made my husband when I put up a pretty Christmas tree the first time, or when we went shopping for our family and got them goofy, offbeat gifts. His happiness is infectious. He loves Christmas.
I cooked dinner tonight for my grandmother and mother, who raised and fed me for years. It felt good to feed them and have them in my home. This was my brother's first Christmas home since going to the middle east. It was nice seeing him play with my son because it made them both happy. My husband told me a million times how much he loves my cooking. As stressed out as it makes me, I do it for him. It makes me feel good. I even made crescent rolls from scratch for him (he wanted the ones in the can), and homemade cranberry sauce for my grandmother (she loves cranberry sauce but has never homemade). The rolls were a ton of work and the cranberry sauce was only slightly better than the stuff in the can, but I'm glad I did both because of who I did them for.
Having a child has only made Christmas better. Last year he feel asleep in front of the tree while my husband and I wrapped gifts. It was precious. This year, we took him to see the Santa in the mall and he cried. We have the funniest photo of him crying and trying to throw himself off Santa's lap. I will cherish that memory forever. Today he's been running around all day playing with his toys. He loves them.
The dog ate a stick of butter, threw it up, and ate it. If it had not been Christmas I wouldn't have had butter out. That made me laugh and the dog was very happy with his butter. He's gotten some table scraps too.
It feels good that I decorated my house. I made Christmas ornaments and have one tree that is filled with them. We have another tree that looks like a trainwreck of lights, ornaments, and garland that my husband made. It is beautiful.
As I type this, they baby is eating turkey and scalloped potatoes. He's throwing pieces of food from his high chair to the dog.
You don't have to be Christian to celebrate Christmas. It's a tradition in most of our cultures. I do for that reason and because I respect my husband's faith. I also don't see it as being any different from any midwinter solstice celebration except the stories and rituals are different.
One thing I like about Christmas is that it is a holiday to celebrate Christ-- and trying at least one day a year to behave like Christ (even if you only thing he's a mythological symbol) makes the world a slightly better place.
I've found the more you concentrate on the gifts you'll receive, the less happy you'll be at Christmas. You'll never get exactly what you want, and if you do, they never live up to your expectations. It's not about the things you buy, it's about the memories, the togetherness, and participating in a tradition that people have done for years upon years. It's about taking a day away from normal and reaching out.
I respect people that don't celebrate for their own reasons. I just ask that they not disrespect me for celebrating a holiday that is important to me.
Even without religion, Christmas can still be extremely special. It was a pagan holiday, turned into a religious holiday, and now turning back into a pagan holiday. Whatever it is, it's a holiday and has been for a long, long time.
I wont even go down the nasty road Heather went down. I will simply say she needs help. I hope she gets it. I wish her well and will keep her in my prayers and thoughts.
You suck.
Pagans don't suck.
Even without religion, Christmas can still be extremely special. It was a pagan holiday,turned into a religious holiday, and now turning back into a pagan holiday. Whatever it is, it's a holiday and has been for a long, long time.