I had such a great time this year for Christmas, which we celebrated on the 24th as usual. Erin got the most for Christmas, I got the least. Someone please explain to why the littlest gets the most and the largest gets the least? Doesn’t seem right, right?
John got here just now. Gotta like a guy that gets here early for his shift every single day! Twice late and I ripped him, never been late since then. Good guy John is.
Christmas Day was just another day. Duller than usual since all TV was Christmas shows, all of which I’ve seem many times in the past. January 2 life returns to normal. S.S.D.D.
Well, I need to leave home again today. Gina, John’s mom, is caring for ML today. I’ve written about her before, so no sense repeating it. Jeannie wondered why she got a smaller bonus this year. Being late and more days off than in the past. Want more days off? Quit. Jeannie should be the one that’s here today to care for ML. Her son is here from Alaska and she’d rather stay home to be with him. Jesus, of course, would rather spend time with his friends and his girlfriend. Martin, Jeannie’s husband, told me they have seen very little of Jesus this trip.
ML was surprised that Christmas was here and she was happy with her gifts. Seeing her smile is a horrifying thing to experience on any day, but seeing it while celebrating Christmas was just wrong. Think of Satan with white hair instead of horns, leering at a dead puppy while sitting in a wheelchair.
Keith, she still talks about how you saved the day in Norridge when you fixed her wheelchair. The story changes with each telling. Such a nice boy you are.