I hate this time of year.
I don’t hate the things I do this time of year. I don’t hate seeing family and friends. I don’t hate hosting the big family gathering and dinner between Christmas and New Year’s, though I admit the cleaning the house ahead of time is tedious. I really like seeing family and friends and feeding them and drinking with them.
My mom died early in December. Not long after Thanksgiving. This was her time of year. I like feeding people, and I got it from her. And with everything I do, every gathering I attend, every meal I host, she is no longer there.
I have no holiday spirit. I love my friends and family. I love hosting and feeding them. But I could have just as much fun doing it in May.
It’s taken me a week to get to the point where I can write this.
We Hunted The Mammoth is web site I read. It’s devoted to mocking things anti-feminists and other so-called “Men’s Rights Activists” and “Pick Up Artists” put online for anyone to see. Some of it is ridiculous, most of it is horrendous, all of it is wrong in one way or another.
So, I encountered this in my relatively new Twitter feed:
From reports, Ted Cruz said:
In my house, if my daughter Catherine, the 5-year-old, says something she knows to be false, she gets a spanking
Alright, maybe it’s actually Battery rather than Assault, depends on the statutes in your area.
I would like to wish everyone a Happy New Year as we get to 2016. I know it’s really something like 4 billion, two thousand and 16, but I should stick to the current locally standard for time keeping.