Please Forgive Me

I am not going to be participating in the 10k after all....I know, I know...I spent all that time hyping it up and blogging about it, only to back out at the last minute.

But I have a good excuse, or at least in my mind it's a good excuse.

I am a delegate (team Hillary) for the TX county convention that will be convening this Saturday, March 29^th.

I had not yet registered for the race, it’s only $30 bucks, and I had the option to register in person tomorrow morning…well, once I received my convention itinerary…running was the last thing on my mind. I am to report for sign in at 6:30am and we are scheduled to be in session until 6pm. I have a long day ahead of me.

Not to mention…I went to Orlando on business last week, and I am still recovering from that trip…long story short…I ended up sharing a hotel room with a co-worker who got pissy sloppy stanky drunk…ordered stanky azz onion pizza from room service at 2:30am…and kept me up all night. Mind you we both had to be up at 6:30 am to work…but in her words “This is what conferences are all about, we party”. I am a recruiter and we were working at the National Society of Black Engineers conference. The worst part of the trip…other than getting no sleep, getting sick on Friday and being in bed by 9pm…the worst part of the trip is that my Caucasian coworker actually referred to us of African descent as colored…the first time she did it I thought it was a bad off color joke, I did not respond…I let it slide that once…the second and third time it slipped off her lips I was amazed that someone our age could be that ignorant…I mean really. But then I don’t know who I was more upset with at that point…her or the dude that referred to himself as “the yellow one” that was trying to fuk a white chick that referred to him as colored.

Back to the race…well, as excited I was at the thought, and as much as I probably need to…I have decided to sleep in on Sunday. So please forgive me…I hope you’re not too disappointed.

The Best of Both Worlds

A hoodie and a pair of Timbs head my way

He takes his hands and pulls his dreadlocks out his face

He caught me eyeing him and looked at me, like I got this

Me being me, quickly had to smack my teeth, roll my eyes, and look at him sideways and crooked

Why you gots to be So Ghetto.

You don’t know me

But yeah I do.

Said he could tell by my walk that I was a southern girl

Said when I talked, he knew I had that southern stuff he liked

I’m TX born, TX raised

Damn mami, you said that like you’re Bun B

Well, you won’t find a chick that’s triller than me

Through a crooked smile he says, Brooklyn’s Finest…that be me…

TX girls are cool but you talk big shit

Is that Right? Let me upgrade U, cuz I see You’re Feelin It

Oh It’s Like That…girl, I spent 8 years in the dirty, hell…

My most down azz chick was a TX girl as well.

I looked at him, smiled and said

You already know that BK and TX work well together,

We can change the game, Be like Bonnie and Clyde 2008.

That’s how you like it huh?

What more can I say? This is BK and you can have it your way…

Cuz ain’t no nigga gon’ get you bodied like me.

Baby Boy stop the talking and work it out.

No need to fight this temptation the Kitty Katt is purring…

TX and BK…The Best of Both Worlds…

Screwed and chopped

Twisted and Throwed

Damn BK had be tippin on 4-4’s.

Copyright © 2008 by kelic
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20:20:42:46

What's up with the title?

Well, last time I checked, that's how much time I had to prepare for the 31st Annual Statesman Capitol 10k...I have 20 days, 20 hours, and I am sure the minutes and seconds have dwindled down since...

This really should not be an issue right? Wrong?!

I am so out of shape it is not even funny. I have exercising a bit more regularly this year, but nothing too intense. 30mins on the elliptical here...20mins jogging on the treadmill there...well...

I have to be in good enough shape to run 6.2 miles by March 30th...and let me tell you...and I am no where near that point.

With the race in less than 20 days, the most I have ran is 2.6 miles. I have been running courses that are representative of Austin...meaning a number of hills to climb...and these hills are kicking my azz. If they are steep, I have to walk up them, but the downhill runs are pretty cool...almost like coasting. My last road run was not easy at all...I might need to get some new running shoes, because by time I got back to my apartment complex, everything below my knees went numb...I could not feel a thing...I had to jump on the stationary bicycle for 15mins to get the blood flowing again. That run was only 1.4 miles, but I ran the steep hill on the way back this time...probably not the smartest.

My biggest problem is not getting tired and running out of breath...but it's the aches and pains. If I run on a treadmill the impact hurts my ankles and shins...and the same for the road. Running uphill makes my calves cramp...it's just a mess!

I need to learn how to pace myself...I am not a runner, never have been...but I thought, no time like the present to start. It's hard for me to work out just because I should...I need a real and tangible goal, and training for a 10k is it. I am going to try to do at least 3 or 4 races a year.


The good thing is, I realize that I don't have to run the full 6.2 miles...but I am going to push myself to run as much as I can.

Well...I am off to train...today I am doing 45mins on the treadmill.

Road To Denver

The delegation is on the county level…last night’s caucus was pretty much a precinct convention. From there you select delegates to represent your precinct at county, then state, then the national democratic convention. It was tiring, educational, and exciting all at once.

The process seemed to be grueling for those individuals who did not choose to educate themselves on the process before the evening. Many thought it was a show up sign in and leave situation…that is not the case here in TX. You show up to your precincts designated caucus headquarters. Caucus cannot officially start until the last ballot is cast in your precinct…and some Houston voters were still signing in this morning.

The primary poll judge gave us the agenda for the night. The first order of the night was to elect a precinct chair. We chose to elect the precinct judge because she understood the process, and we were trying to get things started. So we also had to elect a secretary and supervisors to facilitate and oversee the sign-in…now this was the hard part of the night, hundreds of people wanting to sign in to show support for their candidate…but in the state of TX to participate in the caucus you must be a registered voter that voted in the primary. So everyone had to be checked against the book before they could sign a sheet, noting name, voter number, address, and which candidate they supported. That was the longest part of the evening. During the sign-in we also began to split into the individual caucuses, there were not any undeclared voters, so everyone was either for Hillary of Obama…we now had two separate caucus groups. Out of the hundreds of people who signed in, only 52 stayed to actually participate in the caucus. So at this point, we are chit chatting and awaiting the voting tally for our precincts caucus. Out of the 34 delegates, Obama received 21 and Hillary received 13. So now we had to determine who would be the delegates supporting our precinct at the county convention. Things ran smoothly at this point, the older more experienced caucus members were very supportive of us newbies that wanted to participate. So we just did a show of hands, noting who wanted to be a delegate.

I met a couple of individuals that have several years experience as delegates and caucus chairs. They are going to really be a resource during this process. My mother has also been a delegate previously, and is currently an Obama delegate. Well, I think we all know I am a Hillary delegate. :D But we have nothing but the upmost support for each other. That’s the beauty of it…I caucused with a sr. couple whose daughter was on the other side of the room with Obama.

We also had 50 resolutions on the books that were supposed to be review before end of the night. At this point it was already 9:45 pm, there was a motion on the floor to move the resolutions up to county and we can deal with them at the county convention on March 29^th.

I had fun, and this is my first of what I hope to be many…I am trying to become a super delegate. :D

But for now my goal is to make it to Denver in 2008!

Introducing Boutique Patrice

About Boutique Patrice…

I must start by saying, I am a crafty crazy chic who loves trying new projects. I grew up watching both my maternal and paternal grandmothers sew, paint, make dolls and apparently I inherited their love and passion for creating things. I sew, knit, crotchet, and do a little bit of painting. But I did not start making scented candles and soap until 2003.



When I first got started making candles and soap, I gave them away to family and friends as gifts. It was then I realized how powerful word-of-mouth is! I began taking orders and when filling orders started keeping me up until 3am, I cried out for Help! And my husband, Ian came running. Since then he has become an integral part of Boutique Patrice. I value his input. Where I am creative, he is technical and its proven to be a great partnership.



We took a short hiatus in 2005, following Hurricane Katrina and relocated to Saint Louis, Mo. In 2007, after we'd settled down, we decided to re-open Boutique Patrice. While doing research, I decided to add two (2) new products, Bath Salts and Sugar Scrubs.




Every product is made by us, using only the finest of all natural ingredients. We have tested and re-tested and tested again all of our products to make sure that they are safe for all skin types and for the environment. Our goal is to provide quality spa products at an affordable price.

~ Patrice & Ian

If you are reading this and wondering what to get me, I will take the Vanilla Hazelnut candles. Thanks! :)

Hillary in 2008!

Nope it's not too late...we have March 4th.

I will be voting early in the TX primaries and I will be casting my vote for Senator Hillary Clinton.

It's funny...those that I know that think both emotionally and cognitively are on team Hillary, but it seems that most black intellects in the blog world feel otherwise.

True, Clinton and Obama's voting records are similar, but when it comes down to it...they have different views on how to implement change. During the debate that was held at my alma mater, The University of Texas, Hook'em...Obama stated that his campaign has seen momentum because the voters realize that it's not really about policy...hmm...then what is it about?

Can he implement change...sure, but I don't think he has what it takes to implement policies that will make a great impact on this nation at home and abroad.

He is running on the slogan, "Yes We Can"...

But this is what I have to say...

"Yes She Will!"

Click here to read a fellow blogger's account of her experience at the Clinton Rally. Nice to see another woman of color on team Clinton. For some reason, I feel that my blackness has been questioned because of my political choices. I actually had one blogger tell me he was disappointed and loathed my decision. I just had to let him know that the feeling was mutual.

Why is it that we always expect other black people to jump on the bandwagon just because he/she is black?

Black is not always right.

Ok, now that I am off that tangent...

It's not too late for Hillary to take it in 2008!

This Time Last Year

I went into the archives for this one...

Get to know me...

It’s been a minute since I’ve done a personal blog entry, and I don’t think I have ever truly given to much insight as to who I am…my likes and dislikes. I guess I have been so busy to really sit down and come up with anything. Today would still be one of those things, but I thought I would just give you a little insight into me…

Some of my interest include but are not limited to Reading, writing (primarily music lyrics and fictional stories), singing, dancing, baking, and shoe shopping. I love to create and I always seem to need to be productive. I absolutely love football, and I guess you could call me a girlie tomboy to some degree. And for those of you who have yet to hold a conversation with me…I love to talk, but I am also a good listener! Although a night on the town is fun every once in a while, I do not feel the need to run the streets…I would say I am a homebody. I seem to have the most fun just chillin’ with my close friends and family.

I am into fashion, but I am not that into labels. I like to look good, but I don’t feel a need to break the bank doing so. Although I do not consider myself a label whore, I do keep up with certain designers, and I am really considering getting a pair of Citizen of Humanity jeans…well that’s if I can squeeze my behind into them. Although I would say I am a trendy individual, I tend to buy classic pieces that I can take from day to night, and give it my own personal flair by accessorizing. I rarely go into Saks or Neimans (however, I love their outlets stores), but I am not a Target/Payless kind of chick either.

I guess you could say I’m a picky eater. I don’t like sliced bread( it’s the texture I don’t like, and the taste of white bread), but I will make toast…but only using Mrs. Baird’s Split Top Wheat. I do not like condiments…no ketchup, mustard, mayo, tarter sauce, jelly, or gravy for me. I will eat honey with a biscuit every now and then, and I now will eat ranch dressing. I am a bbq sauce with my fries type of chick. As a child I also would not eat butter, syrup, or any type of salad dressing. I am not a big fan of chocolate, but I will eat a brownie, and I love me some chocolate milk. My favorite flavor of ice cream is Vanilla…preferably Blue Bell’s Homemade Vanilla Ice Cream. If you want to win me over fry me some shrimp…I absolutely love shrimp, and I think I have eaten them every possible way. except for coconut shrimp…don’t like coconut. Probably the strangest thing about my pickiness, is the fact that I absolutely hate drinking water. Water is so gross to me…it either taste soapy, bitter, or rusty. YUCK! I can however tolerate the taste of Fiji Water, and I drink Vitamin Water’s Revive (which is truly watered down fruit punch). I am also very particular about the look and smell of my food. I will not eat anything from anywhere. I abhor potlucks!



Favorite NFL team: Tennessee Titans
Favorite Movies: Forrest Gump, The Color Purple, Coming to America, Friday (the original only), The Five Heartbeats, Grease, The Wiz, and now Dreamgirls.
Favorite musical artists: Prince, Chaka Kahn, Rick James, Brian McKnight, Luther Vandross, Patti LaBelle, and New Edition...And you know what….I even like Beyonce, might go see her perform at the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo…oh the horror! LOL

Well, not that I have given you a few tid bits about me…thanks for stopping by and have a good day! *smiles*

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Things are pretty much the same, but now Vitamin Water XXX has replaced revive...that and Gatorade G2 Red...yes red is a flavor lol.

I also must now admit that I have a crush on Trey Songz and I like dancing to snap music...yes I said it...what?!

I think that Levi 515's are now my favorite jeans...and my favorite outfit is a pair of jeans, tee, and pair of pumps or cowboy boots...yes, I wear cowboy boots...what?! Yeah, thought so. *sticks out tongue*

Fear Factor

I am terrified of heights, which translates to being afraid of many things…I have never ridden a roller coaster, nor have I ever boarded an airplane. Well…when I took my job I knew there was some travel involved…I have been with the company 6 months and the traveling has come sooner than later. I am going to Orlando next month. I would have to say, when I first heard the news, I was excited. I have promised that I would face my fear and get on a plane this year…now I don’t have an excuse not to. The flight from Austin to Orlando will be take approx 3.5 hours, which is longer than I wanted to be in the air for my first run. I was thinking a 45min flight to Houston or Dallas…but oh well. I will not let fear be a determining factor in regards to my success...or lack thereof. I enjoy what I do, and I am not going to let being nervous about flying hold me back. I am truly excited about opportunity as a whole. No time like the present to conquer those fears. No more regrets. Good things are happening in 2008, and I foresee the year will only get better!

Phenomenal Woman-Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care, 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me.

Thought For The Day

Sometimes those who choose to walk in your shadow are actually keeping you from shining. The forecast shifts from sunny to cloudy then all of a sudden the shadow disappears, it's hard to tell where you end and they begin…which is exactly what they want.

-KeliC

Should I trust my gut?

Do I trust my heart or do I trust my head?

Both of them are pretty cloudy right now, and I don’t know what’s real, what’s the truth, what’s an embellishment, and what’s an outright lie.

Should I trust my gut? Well right now my gut is twisted in knots; I want to go with what she is telling me, but what if I am hearing her wrong? I think my heart is confusing things. I always want to give people the benefit of the doubt…but when I start to doubt you, it takes a lot to overcome that. Meaning, I will distance myself from you. Our interaction will be on an as needed basis… few and far between.

Truly, it takes me years to get to the level that I trust someone enough to regard them as family. My best friend, I’ve known her for years, we have been friends for 15 years, but I would say that it’s been the past 9 years that I really started to look at her not as my friend, but as my sister.

Meeting new people can be great, making new friends could be even better…but you only get what people are willing to give. And sometimes what you get is not the truth, it’s a facade, it’s make believe…then as the truth begins to reveal itself, you truly start to question the person in front of you…are they who they claim to be? Can I trust them to be my friend? Should I keep them as an associate? Am I reading too much into things? Am I not reading enough into the situation?

All I know is if the thought of not having you in my life makes me sad…then I need…no, I want you in my life…Otherwise…well…peace.

I have been uncharacteristically passive…but that is about to stop. The gloves are now off, no holds barred. If I’m looking at you sideways and crooked…trust me, you will know it.

Some people truly live in a fantasy world. You don’t have to lie to make yourself look better in my sight. If people cannot accept you for who you are, they are not worth it. And if you can’t come to me as you are, then you are not worth my time. I am starting to believe that some people have a hard time recognizing the different between fantasy and reality. I have one of the wildest imaginations, but when the cloud pops, I can shift back into reality. Sometimes my fantasies make my reality seem dull...but I know the different all the same. I think that we sometimes blur the lines between the two, because we don't want to deal with our own reality.

At least be able to admit when you are at fault…If you are always in the right, or always lay the blame on others…well…it makes it hard to trust you. I can at least respect you if you can admit that you made a mistake.

I think my problem might be that I am always expecting folks to do me dirty, and then when they do, I am like ah-ha! I know, I know, I know…so not fair.

I just want to end this by saying, “Two tears in a bucket!”

I think it's clear now.

Honoring Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

January 15, 1929 - April 4, 1968

I am at work today...I found it a fitting way to honor the man that sacrificed his life so that I could be afforded better opportunities.

How are you honoring Dr. King? How should we honor Dr. King? Well, I think that our every day actions should be a testament to his work...we should appreciate what we have...the education we have received, the jobs that we work...the "little" things...because once you stop and reflect from where we have come as a people...the little things don't seem so little after all.

Let me be the first to tell you…

Things are not always what they seem

What is done in the dark, will soon come to light

It’s time for you to be held accountable

Accountable for your actions, for the part that you play in your troubles

You always want to look to the outside…

Why don’t you try to look within?

Look on the inside to the root of the problem.

Look to yourself to begin to find a solution

See…I only know what I see

And there is apparently more to this than meets the eye

What I see is someone trying to cover up

But just what are you hiding is what I ask?

No, I am not saying that you are the only one not without fault…

Yet, you seem to think that you are the only one that has done no wrong.

Well…

Let me be the first to tell you…

Your roses smell pretty shitty.

Copyright © 2007 by kelic
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Hate - Anger - Love

You ask?
What would make me want to kill a man?
I will tell you…
Looking at a man’s eyes red with anger and rage, so full of hate that I fear for my life…
That would make me want to end his.
Knowing that a man is so selfish that he would sacrifice his family’s safety…so selfish that he only acts for self, regardless of the consequences.
Witnessing a man steal from his children…not caring if they go without…
Watching a man strike my mother
Watching a man strike his daughter
Watching a man strike his wife
Feeling a man strike me
What would make me want to kill a man?
I will do anything to protect mine…even sacrifice myself
I am strong, come after me…but no, you prey on the weak.
When I look at you I see a nothing…
You are a worthless piece of nothing.
You are not worthy of the air you breathe
What would make me want to kill a man…
HATE, ANGER…
But most importantly, LOVE
The love I have for myself, the love I have for my family
Thank God for love…
Because Love saved your life.
Now I just pray for this cycle to be broken

Copyright © 2007 by kelic
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Bump a T-Pain

This is what I'm talking 'bout!

Bounce Wit Me

Not too much to say right now…just wanted to tell everyone hello.

Cuz every time I close my eyes I think of you…

This song has been playing in my head (on repeat) today.

Today has been a long day…seems like I have been at work longer than 5 hours, and I stepped out to run a quick errand this morning…5pm could not get here soon enough today.

I’m looking for a real-time architect…know anyone?! Holla at me!

Thank God for friends willing to help you during hard times…also Thank God for those people who try to kick you while you are down, because they only make you stronger…hey, it’s good to have haters…then you know you’re doing something right.

And yes…there is a difference between hating and telling the truth…you hate, I tell the truth.

If you are not happy with your current situation, work to change it…otherwise, I don’t want to hear your complaining.

It’s crazy how your body gets addicted to ish…I have significantly reduced my caffeine intake…switched to decaf tea, drink Hershey Goodnight Kisses cocoa which is 99.9% fat free (still trying to figure this one out), and I have not had a coke in a minute…well that was until I bought one this afternoon…had a horrible headache, seems the caffeine is the only thing that will do the trick.

Can I Get A, by Jay Z is playing in my office right now…and yes I started bouncing when it came on...bounce wit me, wit me, wit me...

I’m looking for an event manager…know anyone?! Again, holla at me.

Forget the gym…I am going ol school with my workout plan. I went running yesterday…boy am I outta shape, I was sucking down some wind big time…but I did a lot better than I originally expected…and I was running up and down a steep hill. Not sure of the distance or the time I ran…I pretty much keep going until I felt like I was moving in slow motion. Happy to say, I am not at all sore today. Now, talk to me after I do my push ups this evening…that will be a completely different story.

I need a pair of jeans.

Should I go to NBA All-Star in New Orleans in Feb?

Speaking of New Orleans, a shrimp po’boy and a side of gumbo sounds yummy!

My pc has the dreaded blue screen…I am going to try to repair the OS…let’s pray this works.

And that’s all I got to say about that.

You

I cannot go back, all I can do is go forward
There are so many things I want to erase, so many words I need to say
Where do I begin?
How do I begin?
I have had a glimpse of life with out you, and it is a reality that I do not want
What exactly does this mean, I do not know
I do know, that you are important to me, and I want you in my life
Sometimes you get use to someone, something
You get in a routine, and you just assume that things will always remain
I guess that was my mistake
Things are different. Things have changed. Things might not ever be the same.
I hope not…
I hope for a future with you
I hope to share my dreams and aspirations with you
I hope that you can look pass my faults and see my needs
See that I need you
Sometimes I get a bit beside myself
I lose control of my senses and let my emotions take control
For that, I apologize…
It is unfair for me to expect you to think or feel the way that I do
Is it wrong of me to ask you to let me in?
Let me in on what you are feeling…
Allow me to share those feelings, be it good or bad
I am up for the challenge
I know the road ahead will not always be easy
What is easy is not always what is best
Some things have changed, but one thing still remains
I feel the same way for you today, as I did yesterday
My first thought when I wake up is still you
My last thought before I go to bed is still you
Sometimes I hold back, and not show exactly how I feel
I have worked so long to protect my feelings
The walls we build around us are so much easier to put up than they are to tear down
Sometimes it is hard for me to show you exactly how I feel
Sometimes I have a hard time articulating my thoughts
It seems the more I say, the more cloudy the sky becomes
I can see the sun rising on the horizon, and I know that great things are to come
I have allowed myself to breathe, and now I have clarity
It is clear what I want…
I want your arms to hold me.
I want your lips to kiss me.
I want your smile to welcome me.
I want your voice to whisper to me.
I want…
You.

Copyright © 2007 by kelic
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10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2...

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' auld lang syne

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

What exactly does all this mean...and why has it become the New Years anthem?

What are my plans...to do absolutely nothings, nada, zilch, zero! I plan to stay in and relax...will not be surprised if I don't bring in the new year alseep.

2007 was good, but I am expecting 2008 to be great!

Happy New Year Everyone!

Fellas Watch Out!

It's getting hard to tell the difference between an original and a fake...

This Christmas...

When we were little, and we knew we were not going to get what we wanted for Christmas...my sister and I would sing...

And this Christmas, will be
A very scimpy Chrismtas for me

And this Christmas will just be another day...

Yeah...we have so lost sight of the meaning of what tomorrow truly means.

At age 12 I decided that I was against the commercializatin of the holiday, and was against decorating or exchanging gifts....but my then 8yrd old sister was not hearing that.

Somewhere along the way, Christ has been forgotten. For me Christmas is a time to share and celebrate family. This Christmas will be the first that I will spend without my mother...she had to work. So, I just might head her way for New Years...maybe.

I did not buy one Christmas present this year. I just have not been in the mood...I told my nieces to catch me after Christmas...

I am baking a lemon cake and making a banana pudding for tomorrow...yum. I am also bringing the baked mac & cheese...let's pray my sister does not mess up the ham.

But back to the reason for the seaon...Jesus is the reason, and I thank him. As a Christian I celebrate Christ...there is no Xmas here...

But I do think that O Holy Night as sung by Eric Cartman says it all...

Jesus was born, and so I get presents...

It's Jesus' birthday we are celebrating...so why do we deserve to receive anything?



Happy Christmakwanzaakah...

Ah Bah-humbug to that...

Merry Christmas!