The One About Not Much

I just don't have much to say lately, I suppose.  That, or I don't have much to complain about which is the most likely reason.  Today, my biggest complaint is that our two hours of raking on Saturday was all for naught because by early Sunday morning gale force winds had completely undone all of our efforts.  Completely.  But even then I can't complain much because we still had our roof, electricity, and fallentreethroughthewindshield-free vehicles.  I guess I'll just have to think of it as extra mulch for the spring.  Yeah, that's it.  Mulch.

Oh!  I do have a complaint!  I would like to apologize now for when I go off the deep end in a month, and cram Hallmark's piano playing snowman down their greedy corporate maw for having had to endure their stupid annoying commercial for 3 flippin' months before Christmas.  It really isn't fair for the snowman, but it's a price I'm willing to pay.  I truly hope that this rush for all things Holiday retail related totally comes back and nips every single retailer in the ass.  How is Christmas ever going to stay special when it becomes a 1/4 of the year event?

So just because I'm stubborn, I will either a.) make all of my gifts, or b.) wait until two days before to buy anything like I always do.  Post Halloween Christmas commercials are not likely to change my spending habits.  I invite anyone else to help me in this rebellion because if early advertising works out to their favor,  Christmas in July might take a whole new meaning.