People probably prefer it that I send a card that just says, "Merry Christmas - Love, Horsejody." If I had a Chrismas letter it would be much worse.
Dear Loved Ones,
Our year was pretty craptacular.
I had to have surgery to have a tumor removed and missed over two weeks off work. Everybody else gets a tumor the size of a golfball or a grapefruit. I got a 6 inch long giant lima bean shaped one. I have enclosed a picture of it.
DH got laid off for the second time in 5 years. He did find another job, but it's not nearly as good as the one he lost. The pay is less, the hours are longer and the benefits stink. DD lost her job too. The place she worked at went out of business. She has been unemployed for about a month now, but got hired today at a job making 70% of what she previously made. DS quit his job at the store because they asked him to do something unethical. He hasn't found a new job yet. I recently discovered that my own job may be jeopardy too. I might not have one in the near future. Hey, why should I be different?
I'd love to tell you about the lovely vacation we took this year, but we didn't get one. At this rate, we never will again.
My mother and sister came to visit earlier this year. The reports of their mental breakdowns are completely true. For some reason I am still the black sheep of the family. Perhaps someday, they will tell me why. My favorite aunt passed away the other day. I couldn't make it to the funeral because I live so far away.
All of the animals are doing well. We only had two rescues added to the menagerie this year. Of course, both of those are due to bad owners dumping them. One is a semi-crippled duck and the other is a pychotic cat that will slice and dice any and all that come near it. The dog is doing well despite the epilepsy. He has lost a lot of fur due to the treatments. He used to be so well potty trained that he would rather explode than pee in the house, but for the last two weeks he has decided that peeing onthe bathroom rug is OK.
The furnace, the water heater and the dishwasher all crapped out on us this year. The washing machine is on its last leg. I hope it keeps working because I have to keep washing the bathroom rug. The truck needed major repairs when we could least afford it. It was fun breaking down in the middle of an intersection. We got to see all of the friendly people go by waving their middle fingers at us.
Merry Christmas
Dear Loved Ones,
Our year was pretty craptacular.
I had to have surgery to have a tumor removed and missed over two weeks off work. Everybody else gets a tumor the size of a golfball or a grapefruit. I got a 6 inch long giant lima bean shaped one. I have enclosed a picture of it.
DH got laid off for the second time in 5 years. He did find another job, but it's not nearly as good as the one he lost. The pay is less, the hours are longer and the benefits stink. DD lost her job too. The place she worked at went out of business. She has been unemployed for about a month now, but got hired today at a job making 70% of what she previously made. DS quit his job at the store because they asked him to do something unethical. He hasn't found a new job yet. I recently discovered that my own job may be jeopardy too. I might not have one in the near future. Hey, why should I be different?
I'd love to tell you about the lovely vacation we took this year, but we didn't get one. At this rate, we never will again.
My mother and sister came to visit earlier this year. The reports of their mental breakdowns are completely true. For some reason I am still the black sheep of the family. Perhaps someday, they will tell me why. My favorite aunt passed away the other day. I couldn't make it to the funeral because I live so far away.
All of the animals are doing well. We only had two rescues added to the menagerie this year. Of course, both of those are due to bad owners dumping them. One is a semi-crippled duck and the other is a pychotic cat that will slice and dice any and all that come near it. The dog is doing well despite the epilepsy. He has lost a lot of fur due to the treatments. He used to be so well potty trained that he would rather explode than pee in the house, but for the last two weeks he has decided that peeing onthe bathroom rug is OK.
The furnace, the water heater and the dishwasher all crapped out on us this year. The washing machine is on its last leg. I hope it keeps working because I have to keep washing the bathroom rug. The truck needed major repairs when we could least afford it. It was fun breaking down in the middle of an intersection. We got to see all of the friendly people go by waving their middle fingers at us.
Merry Christmas
