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The Salvation Army bell ringers are back.

I always sort of like them because it’s an easy way to give to the needy and also reminds me to be grateful for everything I have.

And their incessant ringing also makes me want to tackle them and tie their bell ringing hand to a telephone poll with a strand of Christmas garland just so they will stop RINGING THAT BELL but I try to keep those feelings from bubbling to the surface.

There are joyous holiday messages where ever you go.

Like my husband was at the grocery store and picked up a box of crayons for the kids.

And someone (who I’m sure had many things to do like buy gifts, send out holiday cards, make fruitcake) actually took the time out of his or her day to pay it forward and inscribe the following festive greeting on the inside of the box….

It’s really a lovely gesture to add the heart.

21 Responses to a holiday greeting

      • Mia says:

        Nope, it just means that there are more ethical ways to spend your time and money– assuming you’re a fan of equality 🙂

        For example: “It’s an evangelical church that helps to pay the salaries of lobbyists fighting gay rights legislation. Last year they also refused to distribute Harry Potter and Twilight toys collected for needy children because they’re incompatible with the charity’s Christian beliefs. Surely there are better places to give.” (from http://feministphilosophers.wo.....le-giving/)

    • Sarah says:

      Mia: agree completely. Our local SA refused to accept Harry Potter toys, as they promoted “witchcraft” (wrote to Canada’s head office, reminding them that if that was true, they better stop collecting Disney toys…) and then there’s this link to the prejudicial treatment gays and lesbians get at their shelters. I haven’t dropped one coin into their pots this year. Sorry, SA, if you help a lot of straight people; when you discriminate against the LGBT community, my dollars go elsewhere.


  • Lanie says:

    Just one more thought, maybe the person was trying to come up with a new angle on Justin Timberlake’s holiday song “dick in a box”. Just imagine the increase in donations if the Salvation Army rang their bells to that catchy tune. Crayola and the Salvation Army might want to track this person down and offer him/her a marketing job. xoxo

  • Becky says:

    If it hadn’t been written in crayon, I would say that it looks like some of Wendi’s neighbors were let loose on the east coast with their naughty Sharpies.

  • Allison T. says:

    Speaking of Justin Timberlake, maybe there should be a holiday version of the skit about street marketers. You know, the ones where he’s dressed as a beer bottle and sings, “Come on down to Liquorville”? He could duke it out with the Salvation Army bell ringer and he’d look all hot, even in a bell ringer pinney… Clearly Justin Timberlake is on my Christmas list, this year and every year.

  • red pen mama says:

    Touching. er, no, not.

    I was also going to say something about the heart growing three sizes (ala The Grinch), but my mind is too much in the gutter, because that made me think of other things… growing

    I better go now.

  • Aunt Marcia (Guess Whose?) says:

    Be thankful the ‘unknown Santa’ didn’t put a photo of his penis all decorated for Xmas and his balls painted red and green.

  • Tonya says:

    Are you sure your husband didn’t add it? Or mine…my husband probably did that. It totally seems like something he would do when hopped up on gum drops.

  • KD says:

    Maybe it was a kid and his name was Denis? You know those french kids are really creative and they say filled with love and romance!

  • Aimee says:

    I CAN NOT STOP LAUGHING! I mean even minus the blog–that is a reason to take a picture and remember! Who would have thought of Penis loving crayons! Certainly not crayola!

  • Kerri says:

    Maybe they were trying to suggest a new name for a new colour? But of course there would be variations of it since they can come in different colours. Even as a little kid I would ask my mom why the colour “flesh” was pinkish. I wanted a “flesh” colour for my friends who had darker or yellowish skin, but there was no correct shade of “flesh” colour for them!

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