It just goes to show, you never can tell

So remember the sadness of this post? Like it was yesterday right? Well it turns out that I can project like you wouldn't believe. The mother of a woman I know goes to church with the widow and it seems shes not all torn up about her husbands death. In fact the only reason she put the sign up is because she didn't want people stopping by to ask why the decorations weren't up.

Furthermore she only really did the decorations all this time was because her husband wanted her to, in memory of their son who had died many years ago. So now there are two dead men who loved Christmas and that cranky old lady is ignoring thier wishes. Bitch. (Hey I told you, I can project like a mother fucker.)

Anyway, sorry for the moroseness, we will now return to our regularly scheduled . . um, whatever.