I'm so glad we had this time together...

Just to have a laugh or sing a song
Seems we just got started
and before you know it
Comes the time we have to say
so long........

Bye Christmas... I/we had fun... Seeya in a year...

Tween now and then:

Google tells me, the average person eats 1,996 pounds of food a year, so, that means you have until December 20th to eat 1,796 pounds, to save space for the 200 pounds you normally eat during the five to six or so days of Christmas...

Aunt Hilda is halfway to Tucumcari by now.... the kids, grandkids have made their way home... we made it, we made it, but, it might have to be ramen noodle$ and a turned down therma$tat for the $hort term. (One eye on the $tock market tell$ me we can't count on... oh, nevermind.)

Odds are good you'll have a flat tire tween now and then... also good odds it'll (fortunately) happen in your driveway, but (unfortunately) it will happen on a day when you hit snooze six times and there ain't no way in hell you're gonna make it to work on time.(Not to worry, you will be late to work 5 more times [traffic, weather, power outage, yada] but they still love you so you will have a job, the funds to buy for next year.)

Road kill. Honey, I'm sorry to announce, you're probably gonna kill some kinda animal as you navigate behind the wheel this year. There are 325 million of us in the US (74 million of which are under 16 years of age) and there are approximately one million animals hit PER DAY, so, keep on truckin', don't swerve, and pray it's a mouse, or smaller and not Bambi, or worse, her daddy.

You will have no less than 4 races to destination you've never driven to, between your GPS, and, your remaining battery charge... You will go to the Piggly Wiggly 96 times, forget your list 12 times, and just simply forget items 23 times. You will walk an additional 7.4 miles switching aisles in that span to avoid conversation with old so-and-so's from back in the day.

Statistics bear out you will go to the gym to workout 93% of January, 74% of March, 32% of May, 6% in July... and by the time November rolls around, you will experience one of the 4 times above (race to unknown destination, GPS, remaining battery charge.)

24 times tween now and then you will watch a series episode of Netflix (or Showtime, HBO, Amazon, yada) show for an average of 13 minutes before you realize "Oh yeah, I've already watched this one." (Victor, you dumbass, that's 5 hours, 12 minutes of the next year you're going to completely waste.)

Retirees will nap 534 times tween now and then, working studs only 216 times. Odds are decent you won't get caught napping in your cubicle, but too, they're good you'll be on the sofa around 9-ish and hear "Hank - damnit, you're snoring, get your butt up and go to bed."

Caller ID will allow you to avoid 422 telemarketers, 215 relatives and 157 friend's calls. Autocorrect will cause arguments across the land, and some poor schmuck will never see the light of a 2nd date when he texts his gal "When's the 2nd date? I can't wait to see those big beautiful nipples of yours again. NO. I'm so sorry, I meant dimples, damn autocorrect. I did not mean to write nipples. I am going to jump off a bridge now."

Daylight Savings is March 10th, which means your stove clock will be corrected May 23rd. Some have already taken down their Christmas tree, some wait a few weeks, and some will do so in early Spring once the stench of the rotten damn pumpkins on the porch gets so bad and it reminds them "oh yeah, maybe we oughta take the tree down too."

THERE WILL BE TONS OF GOOD happen to tween now and then. You'll receive 423 compliments, wing 584 of 'em yourself. Your #4 with a Diet Coke at Mickey D's will be paid for by the guy/gal two cars aheada ya. That pair of jeans in the bottom drawer of the dresser? Yep, put 'em on 'cause there's a $20 bill in the pocket.

You will laugh, hopefully love. You will sing the wrong lyrics 743 times in the car as you drive here to there. You will "aha, gotcha" 36 times at the itch you just took care of with your backscratcher. Lucky you if it's a human backscratcher. You will make it to the restroom in time roughly 95% of the time in the next year. (Keep a change of clothes in the trunk, I do.)

NOW the bad, seriousness....... There will be loss in 2019. There was in 2018, it's a given it will happen again in the coming year. Your observances, experiences are probably similar to mine, but between loved ones and friends, I've witnessed the passing of people's grandparents, parents, spouses, siblings, children, classmates, good friends, coworkers, etc., in the past year.

We cannot forget that. We must wing the word love frequently. We must chose smile over frown, wonder over fraught. Love over spite. Sure, maybe never forget, but forgive. Those thoughts we have once we learn of the passing of so-and-so "Oh man, I was gonna call/go see him/her"..."I never told him/her how important they were to me, and how much I loved them" - well, we can do that now. Before we forget where the gym is. While we ain't changing a flat tire. Between now and 9pm when we snooze on the couch.

Victor? You preachin' again?

No sir. Just predictin', and reminding myself. Hitchhikers welcome.

I'm so glad we had this time together
Just to have a laugh or sing a song
Seems we just got started
and before you know it
Comes the time we have to say
so long........

Love, Victurd