Well it's over, Christmas is over and I am not sorry to
see it go. Two months of insipid commercials on the television. One month of
insanity on the roads and in the stores. Finally, Mark and I can drive
someplace and I don't have to listen to Mark wail like a howler monkey at the
other drivers. On the gift giving front, I managed to make it without going too
far into debt. The pressure of having to buy somebody something has been lifted
from my mind. I know I sound like a Scrooge, but if you know that Mark and I
both have birthdays within two days of Christmas you would understand the
increased pressure I feel to come up with extra gifts. And speaking of gifts,
Bette just left her Christmas gift for me under the Christmas tree. A warm puddle
of pee. I know, it's the thought that counts.
What did you get for your birthday, Alan?!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Alan.
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