The Bag Lady

I was reminded by a blogger today of my childhood involving stockings hung up for Santa to fill. It was my favorite thing instead of a present. I carried on the tradition with my own children and they do the same. A stocking is full of small delights.

As children in the 40s and 50s, we would fight for our grandmothers’ longest heavy nylon brown stockings because they were stretchy. Our grandmothers would pull them on, roll over on their thighs, and secure with a band or garter. To add to the length our mom would always place an orange in the toe.

As a mom myself, I would sometimes find a dry discarded orange days later, under a bed😄. My inner child doesn’t stay inside for long. ☺️

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https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/12/21/what-do-you-see-61-21st-december-2020/

You have to admire his strength as he rings the bells, a time old tradition in the church.The familiar tones billow a message of hope throughout the village. These days as inept pleas of peace on earth are offered, the chimes remind us we are only humbled humans.

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FOWC with Fandango — Inept

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2020/12/21/your-daily-word-prompt-admire-ydwordprompt-December-21-2020/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/12/21/bells/

Twas four days before Christmas, and all through the town

We looked for our dinner but no turkey was found

The shoppers looked high and the shoppers looked low

The shoppers even trudged through the snow

And as we prepared dinner using tofu

There was no joy in Mudville for me or you.

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True story, no turkeys anywhere in Cheyenne😆

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Holiday excerpts from the comedy “Everybody Loves Raymond”:

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He gasped at the bright shine of the light in his face. The flashlight blinded him and the dog barking loudly was so frightening he could hardly breathe.

It seemed his odd show of remorse in such a divine garden, however well intentioned, was against the law. He could only taste acrid spit from his stomach as they pushed him along the graveyard path. He only wanted to express his sadness at her passing, but ended up falling asleep after the ritual in the cemetery.

His efforts to paste a favorable picture of his intentions that morning was not convincing. They couldn’t follow his plan, thinking he was there only to destroy, not worship.

He expelled a sigh as they opened the cell door.

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https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/12/20/wordle-487/

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Dear Santa,

Believe it or not, I still think you do exist. I know that’s rare these days, even with little children. But like most things, if you believe hard enough, you can make things come true. So I’m trying hard this year, especially.

It also helps that your reindeer are standing on my lawn eating my grass.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/12/20/sunday-writing-prompt-20th-december-letter-to-santa/#like-21061

Want to know what the last four years have been like in the US? Read this:

https://www.cnn.com/2020/12/18/politics/trump-presidency-by-the-numbers/index.html

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Without a shadow of a doubt

He’s trapped and can’t get out

His feelings now are compromised

He trusted her but was not wise

How many times his mind had gone there

Thinking she’s all right, no longer a scare

Now he knows his thoughts were wrong

He tries to loosen ropes too strong

The light fades around him now

The blood is dripping from his brow

He struggles to move his feet

Been tied so long he can’t feel

Hands bleed and head aching

No chance of him escaping

Started as a fit of rage

Now finds himself as in a cage

How could he have been so misled

When wondering this, he also dreads

He won’t be found or she will come

His hands now becoming numb

The horror of it escapes his lips

In a mournful cry as red blood drips

Thinking back he should have realized

She was too perfect in his eyes

As he weakens, ghosts pull him deep

Breathes his last in endless sleep.

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Aircraft carrier flight deck crew

Job description:

The main mission of an aircraft carrier is to move air power around the world so that it can be where on location when it is needed always. And although the aircraft and pilots are an important part of the aircraft carrier crew – they cannot
operate without the help of the flight deck men and women. The flight deck crew of an aircraft carrier perform all duties necessary for the aircraft to safely operate from the carrier. There are several types of flight deck jobs, and flight deck crews wear colored jerseys to distinguish their role:

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Sitting back, no care in the world

With a cozy blanket cover, unfurled

A Sunday lazy type day

No plans, that is the way

With a lockdown that looms

And you’re stuck in your rooms

There’s probably no chance

For a Saturday night dance

Unless of course it’s a private affair

Just you, with maybe a chair?

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Image: Pinterest

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