Everyone’s gotten over turkey day by now, I should think. We’ve all recovered from our tryptophan-induced comatoserie, and tried to catch a vine to get back into the swing of work, right?
Right.
Our family’s gotten smaller over the years, so this year I had my family over to our new condo, and cooked a simple meal, during and after which, we drank a shitload of wine and vodka, and then proceeded to play 90s Trivial Pursuit. My mom and I managed to get wasted enough to both think that “Fantasia” must have won the first academy award for an animated feature in 1991. Yeah.
But now we set our sights on the gift holidays, Hanukkhah and Christmas. My better half celebrates the former, and I the latter, putting us in a nice position for the holidays. And no, I’m not talking about getting extra gifts. I mean that unlike Thanksgiving, we are lucky enough not to have to split the holidays, or go seperately to our respective families’ celebrations for this season.
And with respect to gifts, let me pass along one other thing. This year, given the hurricane-like economic season we’ve been enduring, the Hoffa family has decided to pass on giving each other material goods, and instead turn to our less fortunate brethren and cistern, and donate what would have been our gift-giving money, and whatever time we can spare, to charity. SO many people are hurting this year - have you seen how the Toys for Tots program run by the USMC is predicting that they’ll be short on toys this year? Those of us who can afford to do so really should step it up this season.
The Greater Boston Food Bank has seen a sharp increase in demand for essential food, and a corresponding drop in assistance. As the seasons turn cold, the worst time of the year for families and individuals to be hungry is right now.
The bottom line is that we all need help at one time or another. If you’ve ever had to borrow money from your mom, or ask your friend to help you move, or left your wallet somewhere and had it returned, or gotten a free Blackberry from your girlfriend’s friend on Facebook that you don’t know the day after you dropped your phone in the toilet, why, give some thought to making a deposit in the karma bank in some fashion. Skip the 4am doorbusters and pop over to Father Bill’s Place and see if they need some help peeling potatoes for a couple of hours.
I swear, you’ll be glad ya did.
Happy Holidays, Fredders.
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1 magglio // Dec 3, 2008 at 3:01 am
well said. usually i think there’s too many people helping out around these times and when we get to april and may when food banks need more support everyone’s forgot about the giving spirit…but not this year. they need help now. way to be socially conscious guys. even if you are a bunch of tugjobs.
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