The Christmas Bunnies

Well, I thought about telling you all about the housesitting from hell that I did this week, in which I spent 2 nights sleeping in a house that was 47 degrees, but then I thought to myself, "Self, it's Christmas! Why don't you tell a lovely Christmastime story!"

So nestle in kiddies, for a magical tale, entitled "The Christmas Bunnies"

Twas a month or so after Christmas, when all through "the M"
There came a great snow that none would condemn (well okay maybe a few)
One such soul, overjoyed by the snow
Was the Marshall family dog - Pokie, as you may know
Pokie loved to chase bunnies but found it quite tough
for as fast as she ran, she was not quick enough
But with a blizzard a brewin and the snow gettin deep
Pokie could catchem and killem before they made a peep (although I'm not sure rabbits peep)
Lois Marshall looked out her window at the great massacre
and yelled to her husband, Tom, to remedy the stir
"Take these bunny carcasses out to the middle of the lake
for the hawks, so our children won't see them for heaven's sake!"
But, Tom thought to himself "It's a long ways out there.
I'll put them on the kids' tree fort and no one will care!"
But then the next morning Naomi and Christine started out
to play in the snow, cause that's what snowin's about!
Through the deep snow to their tree fort they ran
and as they approached, Naomi thought up a plan
"The snow up on top of our fort would be fun
I can play in the snow and sit in the sun!"
So, up there she went, not knowing her fate
or about the dead bunnies, Tom had left there as bate
She frolicked about in the great pristine snow
While Christine played herself in the tree fort below
When all of a sudden Naomi felt something strange
No, this wasn't snow, it was some sort of mange!
Before she had time to figure out what it was
Out popped a bloody bunny, all gory with fuzz
She screamed bloody murder and scrambled about
and as she did this, more dead bunnies jumped out!
These bunnies were crazy and back from the dead
but Naomi tossed them off as they went for her head.
As Christine sat in the fort making cakes out of snow
She heard the commotion, but still didn't know
What in the heck could be brutally attacking her sister
but as she looked out, a falling rabbit just missed her
Christine started hollering and making a fuss
as the gored little bunnies fell she just had to cuss!
Lois Marshall ran to the door to see what was the matter
and she saw the rabbits and Naomi screaming like a mad hatter
She yelled at her husband, "Tom, what is this vice?
I told you to take those dead rabbits out on the ice.
Tom thought, "Sonofa! My plan has been foiled!"
As his daughters sat terrified, stunned, and recoiled
Tom and Lois consoled their children and then put them in their beds
where visions of zombie bunnies danced in their heads
The moral of this story is one you might know
If you ever visit the Marshall's, don't dig in the snow!

Merry Christmas!

"Real World"

Okay a little ranting treat for you all today...

I am sick and tired of hearing people refer to their job/life as being in the "real world," in the form of "just wait till you're in the 'real world,' then you don't get any time off for Christmas," or "Oh, I'm so tired, just wait till you're in the 'real world' then you'll know what I mean."

Do people who use this term realize how offensive it is? It completely invalidates a person's life and work.

I'm offended by the "real world" reference on many levels, which I will of course layout below...

A. People assume that if you have a "student status," you're not working, when in actuality most of the graduate students I know tend to be working harder than those in the "real world" with both school and work. I worked 20-50 hours a week while I was in school and writing my thesis, not including school work as a full-time student and unpaid volunteering.

B. I happen to be very involved in my community, where as most of the people I talk to in the "real world," aren't. If you don't know what's going on around you, are you in the "real world?"

C. I was a Technical Writer for two years before I went back to school, and I found that world a little less real than I find my world now that I've invested in myself and my education.

D. I'm a life learner, and plan on returning to school throughout my life and to be a University Professor, so I'm working on what I want to do.

Don't berate academics just because their path may be different than yours. Some of us are doing what we're doing to make this world a better place, including me.

Well, time for me to drift home on a cloud through the twirly swirly gum drop forest to my happy cotton candy home, where I will dance about and call all my friends who, like me, are not in "the real world," to chat about the fun of living paycheck to paycheck. ;)

Happy Holidays!
Naomi
"Don't get mad, just explaaaain it!"