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​ Patty Kimerer 

​Swim Mom. Wife.
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​ but not in that order

And Also With You, Ebeneeza

12/3/2018

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See Ps 80:4 Come and save us, LORD our God; let your face shine upon us, that we may be saved. Gospel Mt 8 When Jesus entered Capernaum, a centurion approached him and appealed to him, saying, "Lord, my servant is lying at home paralyzed, suffering dreadfully." He said to him, "I will come and cure him."  The centurion said in reply, "Lord, I am not worthy to have you enter under my roof; only say the word and my servant will be healed..."

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You know what I love most about Christmas?

The giving. Ooh and the feeding folks homemade lasagna and wedding soup and bread. And cookies. Oh and the music! Ah, and the candlelight at Midnight Mass. And of course, being with family and friends in the hap, happiest season of all. Okay, fine; I love EVERYTHING about Christmas, alright? Sheesh. 

But one of the best things is the joy that permeates the humans this time of year. I mean, everyone seems a little more joyful; a little more peaceful; a little more kind.

Um, well, everyone except maybe that one lady at the Dollar Tree yesterday. She's like Ebeneeza Scrooge, yo.

You see, I was grabbing a few --and by a few I mean dozens and dozens-- of little holiday items on my lunch break at the Dollar Tree to try to be proactive this year. What I did instead, apparently, was to anger the original Christmas Curmudgeon. Let's just say if looks could kill, y'all would be at my memorial service right now. SHUDDER.

In her defense, I DID have a pretty big order of purchases. So many that I kept, in fact, apologizing every time a new person joined the ever-growing line behind me. I continuously begged forgiveness from the sweet lady checking me out, as well.

But in my own defense, how was I to know the store wouldn't have more than one cash register open...during the lunch hour...at the height of shopping season? #BadStaffingPattern #HolidayHelp

And even though I tried to make amends, I overheard Ebeneeza (probably because she was screaming?) speaking about me to some poor unfortunate soul on the other end of her cell phone as I returned my cart to the store. "Yeah, and there's this stupid elf in there with like a thousand things. Really, elf? Really, how ignorant-stupid elf!" *NOTE: Elf is replacing her real pet name for me, which rhymes with glitch, Capisce? #NotNice

And so, here's to you, mean Dollar Store lady. Again, I'm sorry for having bought so many treats and such for my loved ones; nary did I realize the hardship it would cause you. #Irony Oh well, I'm not worried. I'm guessing it's about time for the ghost of Christmas past to start hounding her hard--er, heart.

​Meanwhile, I'll wish her peace, 'cause that's what Tiny Tim and Buddy the Elf and that very special Birthday Boy would want me to do. Merry Christmas, Ebeneezah and God Bless us, every one...even the potty-mouthed ones. WINK.

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