Not Boring Yet

Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
-G.K. Chesterton (1874 - 1936)

I thought this was rather true. But, it seems to me that there might be a hidden meaning in it somewhere...I haven't seen it yet, and when (or if) I do I will probably remove this post from embarrassment.

Merry Christmas!

Well, I decided to add some color to your life, hence the red and green. Hope you enjoyed it, because it takes away from the classy feeling of my blog, and I'll probably never do it again.

You are all feeling triumphant today, I know because last week I said that I don't blog on Sundays, and today I am blogging, so you feel better than me because you keep your word.
I have something to tell you, the only reason I am blogging is because I feel guilty for not blogging yesterday, and I won't blog tomorrow because it is Christmas! (Let me rephrase that I MAY not blog tomorrow, I really don't want to lock myself into anything...)

Please, remember the reason for the season, you know what it is and I don't need to explain it. It isn't called CHRISTmas for nothing.

Have a wonderful Christmas, and don't eat too much of your grandmother's fruitcake.
-Me