Merry Christmas, Baby!!

I, the Original, Original...

that Original Original Oldgirl.

...would like to wish all of you:

You Children of the Corn...



!!!!Merry Christmas!!!!

Oh, and Snake sends the most Glorious of Christmas wishes also!

Dang! Snake looks high as a kite on that picture.



That's more like it, Snake...

Snake...Sing a Christmas carol for the people, why don't cha!!!



Everyone in the hood is on some old Christmas decorations trip... Snake was the neighborhood expert when it comes to putting up decorations (for a small fee, of course). I caught him putting up decorations for a neighbor.






So, my gay neighbor Stan, who lives to the right of me, was trippin'... We were standing out in the middle of the street and he has the nerve to say:

LadyLee you need to put up some holiday decorations!!

I looked all around me, because obviously he had me confused with someone who gives a damn.

"Nah, Stan, I don't get down like that," I stated flatly.

"But LadyLee, you really need to put up some decorations!"

Now, I like Stan... If anything goes down in the hood, and I need to fight someone, I'm taking Stan with me. Stan has been known to chase robbers, vagrants, prostitutes, and crackheads down and go off on them. He is crazy and I can see him scratching people...

But right now, I didn't want to be bothered.

"Bah-Humbug, Stan!!" I yelled. "Bah Humbug, Man!!"

Well, he ignored me. "Lee, I have a very nice wreath. You can just put it up on your door. It is free, and it is so nice."

I tell you, just because they go all out with the decorations don't mean I have to.

Their house...



My house:



Nothing but the darkness, baby...

"Bah-Humbug, Shawty!!!!!"

Why is it that I come outside the next morning and the wreath is hanging on porch light?

Humph. Just gonna force me to put up decorations.

Snake showed up a few days later with a nail and put the wreath on a door... for a small fee, of course...

I think it looks nice. Doesn't match my door, but it was FREE!! A slightly better picture, with a, um, random hood cat, posing in the picture.


I look a little closer at that cat and I believe it belongs to Tayari Jones...





Why? Because it looks so... I don't know... literary, with those scary yellow eyes...

...Eyes as yellow as the golden sun just before it kisses the horizon at the end of a crisp autumn day....

LITERARY!!

Tayari, don't be sending your cat over here unless you wrap the first 100 pages of your manuscript tied to his collar...

Go find your mama, kitty, and spend Christmas over in SWATS with her... and snatch that manuscript off the table for me!!

Believe DAT!!! That would be one heck of a christmas gift, Tayari (hint, hint!)

I will stop rambling... I have gifts to wrap, and I bet you do to!!!

Just stopped by to wish you a Very Merry Christmas!!