Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
The wife is upstairs right now putting the last of the Christmas decorations up as I type this. I don't have to turn on my light to sit down in my easychair to read the newspaper - the damn Christmas lights illuminate the room all by themselves.
It won't be long before old St. Nick somes down our chimney and plops down my new laptop (fingers crossed) and probably about a dozen pair of underwear under the tree. That old geezer brings me gotchies every year.
Yes, Blog MyyyyyAsssss celebrates Christmas the old-fashioned way. Some folks
don't.
I honestly feel sorry for them.
Selby is our soft-coated wheaten terrier and Duncan, our sled bed dog, is my assistant webmaster. He proofs everything I write so blame him if you don't like this stuff. Also, he writes all the inflamatory content here.
