I am starting to see stars. Not the kind the cartoon characters see, when they get hit by a bus. Even though that could be it. I mean the way these buses swerve in and out of traffic, as I do my jolly 'jay-walking', could be detrimental. It is also definitely not a parade of celebrity in Hollywood, for if that were the case. I would be in queue. No, this is actually one big magnificent Star, surrounded by an entourage of little ones orbiting around it. And then it appeared like It sang. The Star i.e. Or I think it was the angels that sang. I am not quite sure anymore. All I know is I saw something and I heard something. And I am not telling anyone. Well except for you. So I would appreciate it, if this was kept in the utmost confidence. Here is why...
I started seeing stars and hearing voices, after the fall. The fall happened, after I tripped and fell over a Nativity Scene. Well actually, I tripped over decorative lights and then landed in the Nativity Scene. I landed right smack inside the Manger and yet it stood firm. Bearing all of my weight, (which was a lot!). And the next thing I know, I was gently swaddled by a cloth. But then I thought I was being choked, or muffled. That was when I panicked, and kicked so hard I sent Joseph (the Baby's father), flying into oblivion. He is still no where to be found. Then poor Mary, got hit too. I think her chest was compressed by my head. Which eventually snapped her heart in two. I mean I should not be telling you all this, but I feel so bad.
Still it was good to know, that the Baby was unharmed. I suspect that He is all grown up. In fact, between you and me. He was reported in the 'good news' channel, to have been last spotted. On a thoroughly-bred and out of this world white horse. I don't know, but all this stuff is making me dizzy. I cannot process too much information at a time. Okay, I heard people say I lost it and probably need some time off. True, but I will give my eyes no sleep. Until I find the Star and where it came from. And please do not write me, talking about I need a therapist.
I have a THERAPIST!!! And He is so good. He tells me my issues, before I even hit the couch. I highly recommend Him. But that is not what this blog is all about, or is it? I am not sure anymore. But here is my point, I go seeking for that Star and I go with all my real people. I don't care if the journey takes me to the Far east, or to a tree in Manhattan. I have a camel saddled for the East. And if on a tree, then I am climbing that tree. I have my gifts packed and ready to go. I got some solid gold on sale, during 'cyber Friday', or was it 'blue Monday'? Who cares anyway? Think what you like...
MERRY CHRISTMAS and a Happy New Year!
