…and a Scrabble game and Uncle Scrooge is through for the year. Well, last year ex called me up Xmas morning and, sure enough, I had no plans, so I spent the day with her. Luckily a vendor had given me a little crate of cheese a few days before, so I had a present for her. She gave me cologne. Ah, well, I guess I’ll send her a card, and if I do that… OK, seven Xmas cards; I’ll knock that out tomorrow - I’ll probably just make’em on the machine @ the office. Cheap? Hell no! Hand-crafted.
That leaves nothing but what to bring to my partner’s place for Xmas eve dinner. I did a basket last year; I think I’ll do some good wine. Her hubby doesn’t really drink, and she tends toward light consumption, except on road trips, which leaves a bit for me - except - hubby’s mom’ll be there (a cerebral cajun gal) - OK, TWO bottles of good wine. I’ll knock that out after work next week.
Then the credit cards go back into cold storage and life continues.
Xmas.
Fini!