Thursday, December 20, 2012

It’s The Friggin’ Holidays

A guy I used to work with used to say that a lot this time of year. Kind of a built in excuse when things didn’t get done, or when adult beverages were consumed in the middle of the afternoon. It’s the friggin’ holidays.
Only he didn’t say “friggin’.”
So here we are. Chicago’s supposed to get (ahem) a measurable snowfall for the first time in nearly 10 months, my high schoolers wrap up their finals tomorrow (actually, the freshman had his last one today), and our fifth grader performs her very last Holiday Sing at Abraham Lincoln Elementary School tomorrow afternoon.
I guess it really is that time of year again.

Even Wicked Wilson Pickett’s in the holiday spirit …

Not to mention the Ramones, who don’t want to fight tonight. Which is good.

But it’s not really Christmas till the Drifters say it is.

So, yeah. Merry friggin’ Christmas. Or whatever you may celebrate this time of year.

1 comment:

  1. I see your Drifters and raise: