Who did I think I was kidding? We dug into them right after presents. But was quite enough left for the next day. And the next. And so on and so on....
Frank was happy because he got an effects box for his guitar, and 2 movies. Ernest got a new video game, an awesome book, and 2 tie-dye T-shirts. The HH and I were happy because we were safe and warm in a cozy house on a rainy day. What could be better than that?
One of my friends at work went to Chicago for Christmas. And I keep seeing news reports about people stranded in the Chicago airport. I hope they are staying longer.
And somehow, despite my efforts to go stocking-free, Santa couldn't stand to overlook us on Christmas morning.
For those of you like me, who can't read that fine print (like Mr. H the P.E. teacher who couldn't read his credit card number at the new video store tonight) here is the text of Santa's note:
Hello you little disloyal band of unbelievers.
I don't understand how you thought NO STOCKINGS could stop me.
I still believe in you.
Those small gold boxes of See's Truffles have been a tradition around here for longer than I care to count.