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Well thank you AB for putting up this thread even with no power, I bow to your loyalty.

And thank you all yon commenters and thread participants and perhaps we’ll see Bray’s essay later?

Folks I’d got every damn thing happening to me but you all would think it is fiction. For now, I consider 2015 the WORST year of my life, this after 65 years of said life.

I’m in trouble everywhere, thinking of moving to South America.

And because there’s a slew of people who read this thread I got to watch what I say but I will expand a bit with my church’s Christmas Eve midnight service, which in Sussex County begins at 10pm. The church was packed, also a bit unusual compared to past years.

My wonderful and terrific priest (insert wink here) SANG THE ENTIRE SERVICE! His homily was perfect....goodness we even sang the “Our Father”, something I never did in church in my life.

Perhaps someday we shall discuss this priest’s vestments but the fact that he stated, at the altar: “Liberace, eat your heart out” .....heh, well I rest my case. I think it had a Tower of London on the back but I’m not sure what it was.

The choir, for the first time in a month of Sundays, actually wore matching outfits as choirs co all over the world, which could be because of a recent Facebook rant of mine complaining that a Baptist Christmas service I’d attended was soooooooo much better than ours and my church St. Jude the Apostle with almost four times the parishioners !

Dear Lord it was a private Facebook post but it went viral, shared with every church in Delaware and, of course, Father Tom Flowers.

Who was not happy but dear God THIRTEEN PEOPLE IN THAT LITTLE BAPTIST CHOIR AND THEY SANG HANDEL’S MESSIAH!!!

One week later doesn’t St. Jude the Apostle have the most solemn, beautiful Christmas eve service with some of my friends from that same Baptist church attending?

Who knows, next year we might even do HAndel’s MEssiah.

My actual Christmas was sort of okay, went to my niece’s for a couple of hours. On the way to my house there is my horrible daughter, who has cast everyone out of her life, including me via restraining order for no reason whatsoever and HER DAUGHTER....yes, she lost custody of her daughter because more than anything she’d rather be in a hospital than with anyone else. As I pull into our community, this awful daughter who lives across the street from me because I BOUGHT HER A HOUSE HOW DUMB WAS THAT?....was out walking her dog on Christmas day.

She spent Christmas Day all by herself because NOBODY, from either my side of the family or her estranged husband’s side, invited her.

Sorry folks.....my heart hurt for her but I have attended classes all Fall on dealing with the mentally ill and one you must learn....let them fall to the very bottom, the very, very bottom.....allow them to go on their “journey” and when they want to change they will.

Her dog looked good, though, this same dog she tried to kill last summer with prescription medicine she never took because Factitious Disorder patients NEVER take prescription drugs. Why? BECAUSE THEY DON’T WANT TO GET BETTER!

Not that there weren’t plenty of loving people, friends who had me to their house on Christmas Eve, my friend Diane Feinstein who drove me to church and spent some time with me, lots of very good friends who I don’t deserve.

Let us not forget my awful daughter went on the radio declaring that I killed my husband and it gets worse.

Anyway, next year is my year. Starting my new Blog....going off on my own! Am going to get justice some how, some way......hang in there gang.

Will be watching the Sunday shows with y’all, all day, and am in a rare mood.