Merry Christmas, from me to anyone

Its Christmas morning here at Appalachian Patria Central and about to snow. I'm throwing down the Jimmy Dean sausage biscuits and typing with one hand. It's 10 minutes after 8 and all through the land sleepy eyes parents are just catching a breather as the kids wind down from playing with toys for four hours. Someone breaks out the mantra, either said in excitement or in the typical mantra tone, "Jesus is the reason for the season". We're lucky he loves us regardless. Understand, someone is freaking out today over something that doesn't really matter. If you are reading this Christmas day, you're not. Remember the WWJD Campaign, allot of pre teen girls walked around with bracelets saying WWJD on them. WWJD stands for "What Would Jesus Do?". It helped kids find ethical solutions. Maybe we should give some to the folks in Washington DC? I think we should start a new campaign titled JWFO, Jesus Wouldn't freak Out!" It just started snowing and someone is freaking out...Calm down! Jesus Wouldn't Freak Out! In a small, calm voice, they reply, "No, he wouldn't".

Everyone is freaking out over something or someone these days. Jesus wouldn't. He never freaked out over someones behavior, not even Judas, and he always got results.

Jesus Wouldn't freak Out
The Appalachianist

It's coming down pretty good out there. It's sticking to my drive way.

Toboggan Weather

We've been smacked by a big 'ol blast of cold air. It's not been comfortable to say the least. Everyone laments on it, and, well, that includes me. We usually get hit with one closer to or after Christmas. Last winter got everyone spooked. Heck, you'd think we moved Southern Appalachia to Wisconsin. It's early this year. That's winter and we jut have to deal with it.

Now, if you go by the wooly worms, they are black on the front and the tail while brown in the middle. I've been told otherwise, but, from what I was told before I was told otherwise, by someone that was probably told otherwise, the black is the cold, and brown is well, not so cold. Last year everyone I seen was as black a the ace of spades and last year was as cold as the dickens. We all know about the dickens.

Now, you may have caught what I said. I said it unapologetically. I'm from Southern Appalachia where "seen" and "saw" can be used just the same as the other. Last winter might have been like Wisconsin...Well, maybe not that bad, but you get my drift. Look, at this latitude a month of below freezing weather is a good stretch...but, we don't talk like them, but they may say the same thing. But we'd get a laugh when one of us Mountain People said we were going to put a toboggan (pronounced Toe-Boggin) on our head. Those folks would be puzzled as to why and how we were going to put a sled on our head. No rhyme intended. It's one of those things, only we, the residents of this region call a watch cap a toboggan. How it got so, I've no explanation. It's something that we grew up with. When I was a kid living in SC we were the only family that said toboggan. It might have rubbed off on some friends, I don't know. If so, well, I was spreading Appalachiaism earlier on then I thought. But If I could spread on thing of Appalachian Culture it would not be our peculiar speech. It would be that it's OK to be curious as long as you mind your own damn business.

The Appalachianist