And Now Back To Our Regularly Scheduled Programming
Do you remember that friend you had in college? The one whose birthday was right around exams? And everybody really wanted to celebrate his birthday but was just too slammed to do it right, and you guys did something a few weeks later, when things had calmed down a bit? Wasn’t that nice?
Do you think we can do that with Jesus?
I mean, I want to celebrate The Birth Of Our Lord and all, but I’ll tell ya, it’s pretty inconvenient timing if you ask me. I mean, my mother-in-law’s birthday is the 19th, my brother is the 21st, my brother-in-law is the 26th, not to mention before-Christmas shopping, after-Christmas shopping, Santa visits, and passing Michael around from relative to relative like a tray of cakes. There’s just no time!
Anyway, it’s over now. Half the world has already celebrated the coming of the new year. I don’t have to wrap anything until at least May. (Sorry, Jen. I know your birthday’s next month. You’re getting a gift certificate. Tough shit. No wrapping for you.)
The Zack debacle seems to have sorted itself out, at least in the short term. He was back home in time for Christmas. There are no words to describe my appreciation for everyone’s show of support. I was overwhelmed and speechless. Stop laughing, I was seriously speechless. Thank you for your emails, your comments, your phone calls. I spent the better part of a week crying my eyes out, but don’t worry. I’m back to snarkiness. The home business world is as it should be.
Michael got his first grown-up guitar and was so disbelieving that he actually accused us of taking down Jamie’s old guitar, putting it in a different case, and passing it off as new. Obviously we give pretty lame gifts in our house if a new guitar gets that kind of incredulity. Jack figured out that something cool was under the shiny stuff and, following the footsteps of every one-year-old in Christendom, promptly played with all the boxes, making sure to throw the contents at his brother.
So. Happy New Year. You get no Year In Review, or Best Of 2007, or IttyBiz Goals For 2008. You get a sigh of relief and a mad catch-up of Marketing School posts. That’s it.
Speaking of Marketing School, I’m completely sick of being informative and want to go back to bitching. Therefore, I’ll probably be slamming y’all with marketing school posts, sometimes several times a day, to get them done and caught up. This is not a sign of things to come, so don’t unsubscribe in a mad fit of reducing your RSS feeds to a manageable number.
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My wife’s birthday is the 26th, so I understand. We always go bowling with her family the day after Christmas!
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Yeah! I missed my late night IttyBiz reads. :) Looking forward to marketing school fast forward. I’m especially glad the little guy is doing better!
Now I have to hurry up and run off to bed. I have to prove my husband wrong that “I’m just going to brush my teeth and join you upstairs” does not always equal 25 minutes later. :)
Happy New Year and may things be a little calmer for you!
Information vs. bitching—hmmm. How to choose? Can’t I have both?
Mary Anne in Kentucky
So glad to have you back! My resolutions this year have curse words in them, I hope you are proud.
Hey everybody - thanks for coming to say hi!
@ Shaun - Nobody takes me bowling on Boxing Day. (This may have something to do with the fact that Boxing Day is a national holiday here, and it’s not my birthday. Not even relevant. I’ll act petulant regardless.)
@ Rose - I know how you feel. My husband knows how your husband feels. He gives me this look that says “You know the entire Internet will very likely not explode if you don’t catch up on your Bloglines right this minute“. He clearly knows nothing about the internet. It could explode at any time and I’m going to be prepared, dammit.
@ Mary Anne - OK. Just for you. Thanks for leaving a comment. I like new commenters. I like old commenters too, but they got their “thank you” already and can shut up and be grateful.
@ Sonia - Please email me said resolutions immediately. Of course I’m proud. If it wasn’t the middle of the night, I’d be cheering. Fuck it, I’ll cheer anyway.
You know really, we should be celebrating our Lord and Saviour everyday, and the 25th really isn’t His actual birth date, so I think you are okay.
Glad Zach is better, thank God!
Welcome back and Happy New Year.