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FirecrackerJosie says—This “It’s Saturday” could be just exotic smashmouth!  Well pa rum pum pum pum FirecrackerJosie!  You know, she might be right, I don’t know for sure but what I do know for sure is-- this “It’s Saturday” ain’t no country song! LittleJimmie is wondering! He wonders if the song, I Saw Mommy Kissing Sana Claus, might have new meaning this year at Christmas.  LittleJimmie says--It can make a person wonder now can’t it; if 1,000 mommies have the same story during the last 10 to 100 years, Santa’s image might be tarnished.

I went for a run on the golf course last Saturday.  There was one golfer on the course; it was my friend, “The Big Kahuna.” We had a nice visit about a lot of things.  We both are concerned about a mutual friend.  Soooo I said to him—do you like Christmas—ya, I do; as long as we don’t get all bent out of shape—Ya, I like many of the events of Christmas; one thing I like is seeing all the lights folks put out—I don’t put lights out; I don’t have the desire or the inclination—well I just put out a token light display a.k.a. minimal—I  did that a couple of years ago but it looked soooo cheesy that I decided it is better that I just don’t put any up soooo we don’t!   !  Well pa rum pum pum pum! I just think “The Big Kahuna” just called me cheesyerv!  Sooooo where did the one-legged waitress work? IHOP! Now that is cheesy folks.

I had breakfast with a friend recently.  He ordered 2 eggs fried, a pancake, milk and coffee.  When his order came, he asked for another plate for his eggs and poured the milk on his pancake.  I never saw that before and asked him “what that was all about.”  He told me that his mother, Lucy, grew up during the depression and their family was poor.  They had a large garden and raised a lot of potatoes and onions.  They also had a milk cow.  No syrup; toooo expensive, soooo they put milk on their pancakes; that is all they had.  Sooooo that “milk on the pancake” was passed down to my friend’s mother and now to my friend.  What a great touching story for me.  Well pa rum pum pum pum!

I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it—"Do you know what the word “appreciation” means? If you’ve ever bought a car, you know the meaning of depreciation (i.e. a new car will depreciate about 19% in the first year). The moment you drive it off the lot, it’s worth less than you paid for it, even if it’s a brand-new vehicle. Depreciation means to decrease in value. Appreciation means to raise in value — and it is a ministry. Arlene recently had a birthday and got quite a number of cards. That is something she enjoys and appreciates.  Why folks did that I don’t know for sure but I would guess because they care about her and want to maybe show appreciation. It was an uplift for her.  I say thanksamillion to you who did.  It is always a surprise when we get appreciation from folks whom we don’t expect.  Maybe we should try that this Christmas; send a card to someone who would be surprised in getting a word of encouragement (i.e. kindness cost nutten).  What do you think?  That is what I thought.  Well pa rum pum pum pum!

A friend was leading a small group discussing a book but had a hard time keeping some folks focused on the book.  They wanted to express their pet pees, agendas, and their opinions about stuff not related to the book.  That is sorta kinda like Christmas.  ExcitedJulia says--It is hard to stay focused on the true meaning of Christmas.  My mentor would say—erv, Christmas has toooo much stuff going on for us to really focus on what it is all about; I like Thanksgiving better. But he’s a guy; guys think differently that gals I think.  But, I know some of you don’t like Christmas; I know ‘cause you told me soooo. Some of you are downright nasty about it!  You know who you are!  Well pa rum pum pum pum!

My Daddy, Chester, would say to me, erv, never borrow money on anything that depreciates in value but you can borrow money on stuff that appreciates like cattle or farm ground.  Good or bad (i.e. I have no idea, but I have never borrowed money for a car).  My Daddy, Chester, also said to me—erv, interest is something you want coming in and not going out.  Such was life a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN.  ItchieBitchie says—hey erv, I’m pretty normal as 43% of all adults have a car loan and some are 5 or 6-year loans. I called our local bank and asked what the interest rate is for a car loan—from 4.25 %; to 7.75% depending on the credit score. Ok, interest rate for pass book savings at banks is about .2% but a car loan is maybe 6%.  Would it make sense to save the money first and you would be making about 5.5% on your money. Would that be good reasoning?  Or am I missing something here! MissPerfect says—You are missing something erv, it’s instant gratification! MoneyMangerPete says—That is why the rich get richer and the poor get poorer! Well pa rum pum pum pum!

I had to laugh at what Grassley said.  I’m sure he’s trying to save face but maybe he was misinterpreted.  In any case, I find it funny.   Soooooo don’t take anything I say tooooo serious; you might be misinterpreting what I’m trying to say!  ha ha

You and I might have similarities and differences but this is hard to misinterpret--I play Christmas music. Arlene really likes it. She hums some, sings a few words, sways her body and moves her arms. She knows the songs and the words. Then says—like— sing no—wish. Soooo happy and sooooo sad. Then she says to me—why erv! She is sooooooo sweet. Well pa rum pum pum pum!

Talk about reasoning—MyNieceRacheal a.k.a. the book reader who suggests books for me to read, suggested that I read another of C. S. Lewis’ books.  She can’t believe I haven’t read any other of his books.  Sooooo I got The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe from the library.  It’s a classic fairy tale for kids, first in the series (i.e. has sorta kinda a Christmas flavor to it). It is about values and good thinking but camouflaged in a fairy tale.  Here is something I enjoyed—The kids quizzed the Professor for some advice; the Professor said— “Logic!” There are only three possibilities. Either your sister is telling lies, or she is mad, or she is telling the truth. I bought a copy for both or our grand girls to read (i.e. I think it's really a good book--my opinion and many others' opinion). CadillacJack says--Hey folks, Facebook doesn’t have any logic; it’s all about emotions and jumping to a conclusion, By Jove CadillacJack, you might be right; that sounds like good logic!  Well pa rum pum pum pum!

I try to decorate our home in somewhat the same fashion as Arlene use tooooo.  BUT it just isn’t the same.  I put some of the same stuff out and etc. but it’s just erv putting stuff out and not Alene having that special touch.  You know what I mean.  NonChristimasFred says—No I don’t know and I could care less!  Yabut NonChristmasFred, it is good for Arlene’s mind and my mind to have those decorations up; Christmas lights always uplifts a person (i.e. my opinion). 

Talk about psychology, my pickleball buddy gave me a copy of the high school text book to read that he wrote. I think it will help me figure some of you out, ha ha!  He told me that not much has really changed in psychology, but we have to change the verbiage to the modern words, change illustrations to modern version, change pictures to current times, and use “now folks” as examples (e.g. like current sports stars). If we don’t, it’s the kiss of death (i.e. can’t sell the book).  That is why he is in the process of writing his 5^th edition.  Maybe we can apply this analogy to many parts of our lives and our culture (e.g. fiber Monday has changed things alright if you like it or not).

Santa, I try to be a good boy but is it ok to sometimes fudge a little? I was eating some Christmas fudge and talking to a customer service technician from Direct TV about a slight problem I was having.  I couldn’t understand her as she had a dialect or an accent.  Oh fudge! I had to ask her to repeat herself several times.  I could tell she was getting frustrated with me and I with her.  Soooooo I said to her—Jane, you will have to be patient with me as I am old and hard of hearing (i.e. fudging on the truth—I’m not old or hard of hearing; well, that depends who is doing the evaluating); you will have to talk slow and distinct.  ANYWAY, after that Jane and I got along real well. She was real kind to me.  I only fudged a little!  Oh fudge! SusieQ says—It seems like I get along with others much better when I take the blame instead of putting the blame on the other person (i.e. it might be called psychology). Well pa rum pum pum pum!

The world is cruel.  For the retail business, Christmas is all about business a.k.a. making money for their companies.   They aren’t kind or sentimental of about finding ways to make money.  Don’t kid yourself folks; they want your money and are getting it (i.e. soooo far it has been a good year for companies making money—folks seem to be spending big according what I read in the paper). Ya gotta give companies a star for being innovative and creative; they know how to manipulate us. I read in the paper soooo it must be right that Americans spent $6.59 billion on Cyber Monday making U.S. history and many of you got to be part of the history.  Big winners were Amazon, Walmart, Best Buy, Kohl’s, and Target. And other winners were maybe you and maybe not you depending if you bought just what you wanted and not stuff that you didn’t want but couldn’t pass it up because it was sooooooo cheap!  Well pa rum pum pum pum!

The Little Drummer Boy is one of the great Christmas time songs (i.e. my opinion). When I listen to the words, I can almost hear the drum beat. It is the cry or should be the cry of every Christian’s heart. The little drummer boy had nothing to offer the new born King but a song on his little drum. None of us are worthy of Him, yet He still says, come (i.e. a gift with no strings attached—God’s grace)! The song ministers to me that my life is all I have to give. Since my life is all that I have to give, I must try to live the best life possible. A life of worship in my actions, thoughts, and emotions is the acceptable gift to the LORD (i.e. know that is a challenge). Well pa rum pum pum pum!  I think I need to beat my drum in double- quick time! 

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—Don’t overlook life’s small joys, while searching for the big one.

P.S. Dorthy a.k.a. TheOnlineShopingQueen says-- I have a confession to make.  I spent over $6,000 on Black Friday.  I just couldn't help myself.  I just couldn't pass up all the good deals. And free shipping.  The more I shopped, the more I saved. Besides, I get cash back from my credit card.  How can a gal go wrong!