Christmas untraditions!

Happy Monday. Today flew by; seems to be a tradition in my life lately. It was a good day. I give it five stars (sorry about the star reference. In my mp3 player you can rate songs and then listen to your highly starred music. Five is the best a song can get).

I almost was unable to load my pictures onto the site today. That would have been a tragedy. (Btw: I am trying to get tragedy into the vocabulary of one of the two-year-olds in my life, I think all kids that age should know and use that word). I finally figured I could email my post, which has proven to be so very handy. I suggest blogger to anybody who wants to make an impact in the world. Even if that impact is only to be a time filler for people who are bored at work. You all know who you are!

I thought I would write about a few of the untraditions in my life these days. Okay, so I guess if I am doing things they really aren't untraditions. In fact, they could even become traditions if I am not careful. Actually, I may only have one untradition to talk about and it is the tradition of making gingerbread houses. I have helped make two of them in the past three days. I have never made a gingerbread house in my life up to this point. See, thirty years of untradition. I thought that the house I made today was definitely blog worthy. I like to call it my gingerbread trailer. I find it appalling that only nice homes are used as models for most gingerbread creations. I like that mine looks more like something out of the trailer park. Now, don't get me wrong I am not passing judgment on people who actually live in such parks. I am just saying most people don't grow up and say: “Man, I am looking forward to the time when I can move into the trailer park.” I think that when we are taking part in some of our "traditions" we should really step back and think to ourselves just how crazy these traditions can me. I would like to have been around when somebody was bored enough around the holidays to decide to make a house or winter scene out of edible delights. Maybe it is because they did not have DVR like I do and didn't have so much TV to catch up on. I think that is about all I will write about gingerbread houses. I may not be very good at making them, but I can appreciate other people making them. My family never got together and created these. We probably were too busy watching A Charlie Brown Christmas or something.

Maybe one day I will write all about my real traditions. I am too tired to do so now and must go watch Journeyman.
Later Dudes!