Posted in Christmas, Things that make you say "hmm...", Things that piss me off

Getting Things Straightened Out At Christmas

As it is Christmas, it’s bound to happen where someone decides that they know it all, that what they believe is it, and that’s just the way it is. And they’ll tell you so. It doesn’t matter what your opinion is, because, of course, their opinion is the only one that matters.

To that I say–WRONG-O!

The below image was posted on a Christmas page I belong to:

To this post I say get a fucking grip. You’re not going to tell me, of all people, what to believe. Let people believe what they want to.

You want to be offended by a song, you have a right. Many women, and men, take offense to “Baby It’s Cold Outside” and it’s understandable as to why. It’s an overplayed song anyway and based on that alone, it’s okay to be offended by it.

If I want to, I’m going to wish you Happy Holidays.

Who cares about candy canes? You either like them or hate them! And if someone wants to believe it’s a symbol of Jesus, let them believe it.

Most kids never decorated their classroom. The teachers did it. With their own supplies they paid for with their own money. And with coronavirus, hardly anyone is decorating a classroom!

Call the wise guys what you want. Jesus doesn’t care what you call him or the wise guys. He loves you anyway.

Who cares who Mommy was kissing. How do you know Santa is her husband? How do you know Santa is a MAN? Mommy may be a lesbian!

Rudy is a cartoon. Don’t take it so seriously. The bullies got it in the end anyway. Even Santa.

Letting other people have their own opinions isn’t them being mean. But you tossing what you think “should be” down everyone’s throat is not only being political, it’s being arrogant and is a great deal of what is wrong in the world today.



I'm a writer. I'm also a wife and a parent who works too much and lives too little. In addition to writing I also love to read, listen to music, travel, cook, I enjoy looking for bargains at flea markets or thrift stores, Christmas, football and of course writing! How did I come up with the title of my blog? Two things: 1. I live in New England (duh) and 2. Canadian singer Alan Frew once arrogantly told me to "get a New England life"--again--DUH! I already HAVE one!