Cheers to the genius who figured out how to print a grid on the back side of a roll of gift wrap. Makes measuring and cutting in straight lines so much easier.
Jeers to gift tags that don’t leave any room to write names next to “To” and “From”, unless you can write in a 2 point font.
Cheers-chocolate covered cherries.
Jeers-I can only eat one:(
Jeers to makers of “to-from” tags who print backgrounds of deep colors so all writing is invisible!
~VOW
Jeers to pre-lit Christmas trees that only work for one year, then after that there is always one section that won’t light and you have to fill in with a string of lights that doesn’t quite match the rest.
Cheers to all my fellow Dopers! Merry Christmas!
Cheers- no Christmas morning mad dash to see what Santa brought. Empty nest. (:))
Jeers-no Christmas morning mad dash to see what Santa brought. Empty nest. (:()
Cheers - getting the whole family together for Christmas
Jeers - the inevitable family drama
Jeers to any gift tag maker that requires a special pen.
Cheers to the only establishment open for dinner yesterday: Golden Corral. Good spread, waitstaff was “up” though obviously tired, crowd was civilized.
Jeers to the woman who could not take her smoke out in the parking lot and spare 30 people waiting in line.
Cheers to the person who brought us Alaskan king crab for Christmas Eve dinner.
Jeers to the cold virus that didn’t make itself known to me until a couple of hours later (after I had hugged everyone).
Cheers-decor coming down.
Jeers-trying to fill in the empty spots.
Cheers for my adopted kitten’s first Christmas.
Jeers for the fact that he chewed through the wiring (unplugged) on my prelit Christmas tree which isn’t so much anymore.
When it is 2 AM Christmas morn and you are still wrapping presents, you are lucky to find a crayon or an eyebrow pencil to fill in the gift tags.
Any special paint pen was stolen by Mr VOW (“I’ve been meaning to buy one of those, how did you know I wanted it?”) or by COTU#1 or COTU#2 and used as eyeliner or to write her name on the dresser top.
~VOW
Jeers to the packaging designers of Immodium, which requires an implement with a sharp, precise blade to access each individual pill.
Of all medications that you should not have to struggle to open.
(yes, this was a Christmas day event)