Christmas Chaos

** WARNING ** 

All those who hate commercialism, deplore presents, and condemn people who light up the street with their house’s decorations, DO NOT READ!  Come back December 26th.

I LOVE Christmas!  In all honesty, I love holidays – any of them.  They are just fun excuses to give presents, dress up, have parties, and eat fancy foods.  What’s not to like?

I want you all to know that my old despicably ugly tree (the skinny one) is now standing tall and proud in the church’s basement, dressed showily by the children of the church.  All this to FringeMan’s chagrin.  Despite telling the story of how much he hates this tree to anyone who would listen (not many), the children’s unconditional love for the rejected tree rose victoriously.


This is the ugly tree that grew in my living room last Christmas.  Rudolph loved it, but Rudolph knows how it feels to be laughed at and called names.

Despite inflation, a bad economy, and a budget tighter than the waistband on my jeans (let me assure that’s pretty tight), I LOVE Christmas shopping.  I see the pressure, the commercialism, and the stress, but all from a distance.  I’ve just never bought into the “I buy you a gift and you reciprocate” philosophy of gift giving.  It’s just not practical.  some years I simply have more money than others.  Some years I can buy lots of gifts and unfortunately some years I’ve barely been able to get my kids a gift; however, that’s ok…that’s reality. 

The fun for me is finding THE PERFECT gift.  I found that gift for my brother, the FringeBanker.  It’s a bar of soap specially designed to look like a pile of dog poop.  This poop is so realistic that your senses go in a tailspin when your nose catches a whiff of roses. 

Poop Soap is appropriate because FringeBanker once gave my son a gooey pile of rubber poop that somehow ended up stuck on my living room ceiling, it’s stain remaining like a bad dream seared in my mind’s memory.

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Poop soap is an example of the PERFECT gift.  At about $4 it fits the budget and will be remembered for years to come.

I found a few other great gifts, but this post seems to be growing like a crunched up straw wrapper that’s been dabbed with a drop of water.  You ever make one of those wrapper snakes?  If you haven’t, you’re missing out on one of life’s finer moments.

I want you all to know that I no longer have any clue what I’m writing about.  FringeMan’s brother, Joe, popped in yesterday and is staying for a few days.  Last night I was trying to write as we all sat around the table going through old pictures and talking to Joe’s old girlfriend online.  She was THE one that got away.  Needless to say, I couldn’t even pretend to concentrate. 

Joe, let’s call him FringeSoldier, just comes from time to time.  You never know when or how many people he’s got with him.  BUT, his visits are always fun and anticipated by the kids.

Happy Christmas shopping!


24 thoughts on “Christmas Chaos

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    1. thedomesticfringe Post author

      Makes no difference how you got here, I’m just glad you’re here. Come back often!

  3. robinaltman

    I love Christmas lights! I’m making my husband and kids go to Christmas Village near here to look at them next weekend. They’re like, “Robin/Mom, we’re Jewish!” My response, “So what’s your point?”

    1. thedomesticfringe Post author

      Robin, my daughter came home from school today and announced that she wants to celebrate Hannukah. So we must buy a Menorah.

  4. caprik

    I can think of a couple members of our family that would appreciate the poop soap!

    I hear you about the tight waistband. I put myself on the eliptical this morning. I did not enjoy it.

  5. jennifer

    “I want you all to know that I no longer have any clue what I’m writing about.”

    And this is where I completely cracked up. What a fun random post. Yes, I know what straw paper snakes are and much to my husband’s chagrin, I showed my kids.

  6. Jenn Calling Home

    Oh FringeGirl, you make me laugh! Thank you for the funny story. You came through for me! And re: my post…she sleeps right through the alarm and/or hits the snooze button for like a half-hour. I have not tried the glass of water. I could have some fun with that one…or perhaps a spray bottle 🙂

    1. thedomesticfringe Post author

      Cher, can’t wait for the party. I do like a good party! Sorry, can’t bring the poop soap…it’s in flight to Florida.

  7. Debbie York

    Girl, I am so with you about Christmas. It is a fun time because of all the trimmings and because of the promises of what is to come. I’m in total empathy over rambling. That just happens this time of year. (or that is the excuse I use) Keep on rambling because I love it. Debbie

  8. Rachel

    OH MY GOSH… I am rolling on the floor laughing! The rudolph comment, the jeans waistband comment, and the poop soap! I’m ordering some for my loved ones right now! Because nothing says love like poop soap, right? 🙂

  9. Mindy

    I swear, I thought you said “Joe pooped in”. All that talk of poop had me ready for more poop talk. Whew! I’m glad that Joe did not poop in, but he popped in. Fun read, friend! ~Mindy

  10. David

    I LOVE your writing! Always a delight and makes me chuckle… sometimes out loud and sometimes just inside. I did not know about the straw wrapper snake thing, but you can bet I’ll be experimenting with that soon. I am already enjoying the LoveLeeSoaps link. Thanks for sharing!

  11. Erin

    Maybe this is the success of Seinfield, a post about nothing yet I’m laughing uproariously. (Is that correct?) This, “I want you all to know that I no longer have any clue what I’m writing about.” Somehow that has me laughing ’til my belly hurts.


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