I’m planning to shop till I drop. I’ve gotten a wee bit behind in my holiday obligations. I’m also planning to take off next week. No posts for five whole days! Can I do it? Can I refrain from freely speaking my mind for 120 hours; that’s 7,200 minutes; 432,000 seconds of literary silence. But who’s counting? Suffice it to say, you will be missed.
I’ll undoubtedly talk about you incessantly with family and friends in for the holidays, although I’ve given Jimmy unprecedented permission to steer the conversation to a more neutral topic (his love of trains, our latest trip to the John Deere showroom in Moline or our favorite character, Flat Stanley) whenever he feels I’m monopolizing the conversation; or if he spots the veins in my neck popping from too much effort. Poppy neck veins are so unattractive; turtlenecks leave me hot under the collar.
Hot can be good though, especially when it comes to Friday's Fun Fotos.
BTW, have a wonderful holiday! If that’s not in the cards, I understand completely. Wonderful may be too much pressure. If good doesn’t seem possible, nice is good. Have a nice holiday. Don’t think of it as a holiday. Just have a nice day. Yeah, that’s good. I mean,
that’s nice. Have a nice day.