Sunday, 29 December 2019

Poetry and the New Year

"Tam O'Shanter" is a poem about a man who would regularly go out and get drunk, much to the anger and frustration of his wife. On one such evening, Tam is going home from the pub, riding his horse Maggie, and he takes the road home that goes by a SUPER haunted church. On this stormy night, all manner of demons, monsters, witches and the devil himself are partying in the cemetery and Tam stops to watch. Like an idiot.
While the hags are dancing Tam sees a really good looking young witch among them and forgets himself and shouts "Weel done, Cutty-sark!" (well done short skirt) and the party full stops and all the evil creatures start chasing after Tam and Maggie. Tam steers Maggie to the bridge, knowing that the demons can't cross clean running water, and the two make it, but just barely as one of the hags manages to pull off poor Maggies tail.

"Now, who this tale of truth shall read,
Each man, and mother’s son, take heed:
Whenever to drink you are inclined,
Or short skirts run in your mind,
Think! you may buy joys over dear:
Remember Tam o’ Shanter’s mare."

Monday, 23 December 2019

Sunday, 15 December 2019

Sleeping in on Christmas Morning

There weren't any cartoons on that he wanted to watch on Christmas Day.

Sunday, 8 December 2019

Present Wrapping Problems

The MAIN problem is that I usually leave wrapping the presents until Christmas Eve, so I gotta just work with what I have. Last year I started wrapping earlier, but I was determined to not go out and buy anything else.

Monday, 2 December 2019

Secret Santa Speedy Delivery

We begin the month of December with some Christmas themed stories. Here we have the continued saga of when my Mom did Secret Santa Christmas Baking for friends and family who may have needed some extra cheer. In this instance she brought my sisters with her to assist.
ALWAYS be careful of the icy patch.