Monday: Garfield Is Right
December 20th, 2010 . by CaryGood News: I’m not dreaming of Sara anymore.
Bad News: I’m so tired that I fall asleep before everyone else, which kind of pinches the family time in the evening.
Ecstatic news: This is the last week before Christmas.
I’m pretty sure that if I had not already been worn to the nub from not sleeping well, I would be in much better shape now, for the final push. As it is, I feel like a sleepwalker.
In case I don’t post between now and then, Merry Christmas to you ALL.
Chat ya later…
Thank you for stopping by, In GOD We Trust, God bless you all, don’t buy or breed cats or dogs while homeless pets die (spay, neuter & adopt a pet, one by one, until there are none), Wear Red on Fridays, and support Warriors for Innocence!
Dear Cary –
This is your wife. I know, you may not remember what I look like right now, but check your wallet. I think our wedding photo is in there.
See you after Christmas and Year-end!
I LOVE YOU!!!
Hello, my wife – I do remember what you look like. I imagine you every time I close my eyes – even when I blink.
I will, in fact, see you very soon.
P.S. – I get off at five on Christmas eve – wanna hang out?
I think I might just slip into a diabetic coma…
Merry Christmas to both of you!
Please don’t pass out in here, I just had the floors done.
Marry Christmas to you, too, Larry, and a Happy New Year if I don’t get around to that beforehand!
Soon things will be back to normal.
‘Til then, be safe and be glad to be employed.
Happy Christ’s birthday, Cartters!
Believe me, GB – among the first blessings we count is my employment. I’m almost through my first Christmas in retail, and I will survive.
Happy Christ’s Birthday to you and Sara Jean, my old friend!