T’was the day before Christmas and all through my home, my wife was at work and
there was room to roam. I could have slept in, since I did not have to
work; but I hadn’t finished my Christmas shopping like a forgetful jerk!
So I rushed to the store at 7:30 in the morn’, to see sad faced employees sleepy
and forlorn. I made my purchase quickly and took great care, for I had a
new drier being delivered and had to be there. So I bought the family
bagels and rushed all the way to the mall. I still had to park a mile away
even with it being 8 o’clock and all. I returned a present of which I had
bought two. It gave the grumpy salesman something positive to do.
Then I picked up our order of caramel apples, our annual stocking treat.
They were wrapped all in ribbons both pretty and neat. I looked at my
watch and the time was not fine. The delivery drivers would arrive any
time after nine. So I hurried to my car and drove home quick. I made
it by nine but just by a tick. With my daughters still sleeping I began to
wrap toys. Buying for girls is so much easier than for boys. Girls
tell you what they want and print a list out. Boys wait till you buy the
wrong thing and scream and shout. I wrapped my wife’s gifts and the pile
looked so small. You would almost think I had bought none at all.
Though the mound was tiny, the price tag was higher. How I wish I could
have just given her the drier! But that would not be fair as it’s not a
gift for her. Still the price to procure it was a lot to endure. The
delivery men came and I opened the door, only to find that laundry soap had
spilled all over the floor. I wiped it up as best as I could, before they
sat the new one down where the last drier stood. They hooked it up fast
and moved the old one out. Now all I need do is wait for the charity
truck to come about. The kitchen was a mess with laundry room junk.
If my wife comes home to this mess I’ll really be sunk. But it seems such
a waste to clutter up the room, especially since it was just emptied with the
help of a broom. So I’m leaving everything in the kitchen so the laundry
room is a glorious sight. I sure hope the Mrs. is happy tonight. I
watched “White Christmas” like every year before. As my youngest
daughter lay on the couch and began to snore. There are still gifts to
wrap so I must start once more. I only hope my daughters don’t open the
door. And so I wait for the old drier to be picked up soon. They
said they would be here by 3 and it’s well after noon. If they do not come
I will be forced to park outside. In this blistering cold, that will make
for a fun ride. During this magical season I think about others; the
fathers, the sisters, the brothers and mothers. I think about those less
fortunate than me. Those who have no candy, or gifts or even a
tree. I pray that they find blessings in this merry season, when many
forget the needy for some strange reason. So whether your year has been
good or it has been bad, be thankful for the gifts you have had. As you
return to your tasks and finish this blog, have a Merry Christmas and go light
on the egg nog.
there was room to roam. I could have slept in, since I did not have to
work; but I hadn’t finished my Christmas shopping like a forgetful jerk!
So I rushed to the store at 7:30 in the morn’, to see sad faced employees sleepy
and forlorn. I made my purchase quickly and took great care, for I had a
new drier being delivered and had to be there. So I bought the family
bagels and rushed all the way to the mall. I still had to park a mile away
even with it being 8 o’clock and all. I returned a present of which I had
bought two. It gave the grumpy salesman something positive to do.
Then I picked up our order of caramel apples, our annual stocking treat.
They were wrapped all in ribbons both pretty and neat. I looked at my
watch and the time was not fine. The delivery drivers would arrive any
time after nine. So I hurried to my car and drove home quick. I made
it by nine but just by a tick. With my daughters still sleeping I began to
wrap toys. Buying for girls is so much easier than for boys. Girls
tell you what they want and print a list out. Boys wait till you buy the
wrong thing and scream and shout. I wrapped my wife’s gifts and the pile
looked so small. You would almost think I had bought none at all.
Though the mound was tiny, the price tag was higher. How I wish I could
have just given her the drier! But that would not be fair as it’s not a
gift for her. Still the price to procure it was a lot to endure. The
delivery men came and I opened the door, only to find that laundry soap had
spilled all over the floor. I wiped it up as best as I could, before they
sat the new one down where the last drier stood. They hooked it up fast
and moved the old one out. Now all I need do is wait for the charity
truck to come about. The kitchen was a mess with laundry room junk.
If my wife comes home to this mess I’ll really be sunk. But it seems such
a waste to clutter up the room, especially since it was just emptied with the
help of a broom. So I’m leaving everything in the kitchen so the laundry
room is a glorious sight. I sure hope the Mrs. is happy tonight. I
watched “White Christmas” like every year before. As my youngest
daughter lay on the couch and began to snore. There are still gifts to
wrap so I must start once more. I only hope my daughters don’t open the
door. And so I wait for the old drier to be picked up soon. They
said they would be here by 3 and it’s well after noon. If they do not come
I will be forced to park outside. In this blistering cold, that will make
for a fun ride. During this magical season I think about others; the
fathers, the sisters, the brothers and mothers. I think about those less
fortunate than me. Those who have no candy, or gifts or even a
tree. I pray that they find blessings in this merry season, when many
forget the needy for some strange reason. So whether your year has been
good or it has been bad, be thankful for the gifts you have had. As you
return to your tasks and finish this blog, have a Merry Christmas and go light
on the egg nog.
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