!Felisizzil Navidizzle!

Merry Christmas... And God Bless the Union Jack...

Leave it to the Britz... They know how to conduct a war in style... They made up that Christmas Tree and jazzed up their office real kind like... They been doing wars since before we were even thinking about how to butcher their language... Gotta love them... Cheers...

Jaramillo's... When will they cease to amaze me... My Momz loaded the latest care package full of candies and cakes... but these are straight up... We gotz the Jamaican Rum Cake MON... Gatta get a job...! Amaretto Cake... Contreau Cake... and lil' Chocolate bottles filled with Stoly, Malibu, Drambuie, SoCo, Jack Daniels, Galliano, Grand Marnier... 7.5% alcohol... Can we say General Order #1... Mom... MAJ Edison said...

I love You Mrs. Jaramillo!

So Christmas came and went... We went to Midnight Mass last night to bring things in Correct... Making sure thoze Three Kings... I think their names were... Mariuz, M-Lo, and Shazaan-O... made it to the crib in Beth'la alright... M-Lo and Shazaan-O came in tipsy... I wonder what they were doing...?

Down wit'da 2 Kingz... Salud!

So church was nice... One of my friends who is of the not so religious kind (like most of us) came... good to see that... I think it was kind of indicative of the morals behind the Christmas story... Well let me quote'th the man I admire most in the world, which pretty much sums it up...

As you know, the real meaning of Christmas is not about gifts it's about the birth of a savior. I think that when families get together to celebrate Christmas they leave out the most important part--baby Jesus. They worry mostly about what to get each other in gifts. However, at least they celebrate Christmas and maybe for a moment they think about what started it all and maybe that's part of God's plan--to get them to think about the true reason for Christmas.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that if you celebrate Christmas for the right reason, you can celebrate it anywhere in the world and we know that you will.

-Augustin "The Boss" Jaramillo

I couldn't have said it better myself Dad... Love you Papa... Couldn't have made it this far without you... B'Lee Dat... My Dad likes Fity'Cent just for you info...

I am not going to go into details about the Christmas Meal... there is a reason there are no photoz of that... Check Pleaze! But we did watch Nat'Lampoonz Christmas Vacation... Eddie...? All in all it was a good day... Did this that and the other thing... But the most important was that we were all together here... safe and sound... For a moment peace on FOB Speicher Reigned... Didn't even have to use my AK...

Let the Angels sing...

So I got my haircut today... and this is why I love God so much... CRAZY MAN... So I was sitting there... eyes closed as an Indian dude with smelly fingers shaves my cranial noggin... And I left... I left Iraq... I was far away... I wasn't home... I was in a dark place with only words... And the words said... follow the path... I looked at the words that I couldn't see... follow the path... and it all made sense... No I didn't find my Mojo... but that is ok... Because I would if I followed my path... Actively searching for my Mojo is not the path... Being in Iraq is my path... When I was younger I always knew I was going to go to a War... You thought I dressed up like a Marine for nothing Clint...? Being in the Air Force which is the farthest branch from warfare save for pilots... I always wondered how it would work out... I went to Korea because in the Air Force I thought that was as tough as it could get and as close to War as I could get... I did not want to kill... I just knew it was my place... But that yielded nothing in the end... I came home to California to ride out my days in the Military next to what I grew up with... thinking maybe I have been wrong about the whole War thing... But the path found me in LA... Gave me T-series order to go to the Army and I quote Darth Vader... FULLFILL MY DESTINY... and like Luke, I must let go of the hate and pain, and fall into where ever life leads me... all it took was some dude from India to rub my head... So that is why Ghandi was so wise... he kept his head clean shaven at all times... pimp

If you are a rational person... you think... Does Markos thing he has mystical powers or something... No I don't think I do... Even though lights turn off around me... that is a different story... No... You see... I believe in Angels... And I believe everyone has Angels with them... I believe I have two... I affectionately call them Wisdom and Courage... Not too sure what their names really are but I named them based on the type of advice they give me... How come you can't hear your Angels...? They are always talking to you... but their voices are usually drowned out in daily life... sometimes you can't hear them over your own thoughts... The trick as I found it is to find your place of peace... Center yourself... I have talked about this before if you remember... calm the mind... and listen... they speak in feelings and images... think I am crazy...? maybe... I am sure Insanity runs in Jaramillo blood... but you try living in this world without an Angels help... life is so crazy why should talking to Angels seem strange...? and no I haven't been smoking too much Hooka... juz a lil...

My Two Angels... wait that is Shazaan-O and Casita

Well Christmas has drawn to a close... but that is just a day on a Calendar... the spirit of it should be with you... always... Take this time to reflect and make your world anew with a baby of hope and promise in the manger of your heart... and when the 3 Kingz arrive... start the party...

Cuz the party doezn't stop till 6 in the morn'... So watcha wanna do...?