The Muppet Christmas Carol (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I really need to keep reminding myself of that. Maybe one of these days, it’ll sink in.
It took me all afternoon, but I got my Christmas cards addressed and sent off to all our friends and family. Well, I put them in our mailbox and put the flag up, anyway. I watched The Muppet Christmas Carol with the boys tonight before they went to bed. I’ve been listening to Christmas music all week, and we decorated our office yesterday afternoon.
And yet? Yeah, my Christmas spirit is still MIA. If anyone finds it, will you please send it home? I kinda need it. Thank you.
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 
I never found mine after last year. Too much cheap wine, perhaps.
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Can’t say I have that excuse. I’ll just blame a migraine and grumpy kids. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
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Actually, mine was a lie, too. I don’t drink. So it seems that I’m just a miserable old ba***** – according to my wife.
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If you’re on Santa’s naughty list, then he traditionally leaves a lump of coal in your stocking. One year my dad, a cantankerous old goat, got not only a lump of coal, but a couple of rocks and a bundle of sticks. That settled him down for a while.
He always blamed my grandma, his mother-in-law, but years later, it came out that my mother was behind the gift.
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I’d be delirious just top stay in bed later than 6am.
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You and me both.
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