The Family Party:
My dinner companions shared their ham with me. (I always prefer turkey because it's ostensibly healthier, but as soon as ham is set on the table, I am like the family puppy.) That is my 1, 2, 3-in-one.
The Neighborhood Party:
1. On telling my sister I was a ‘little late getting off work’ – this was true – she replied that she appreciated my honesty, let me stay and even gave me a present.
2. A storyteller named Dave met Jim-bozo and Cliff's brother, whereupon they – all three possibly divorced – voted on the matter of Christmas cards and told each other stories.
3. At the end of the night, this to me from my boys: ‘Hi, we just wanted to be home before Christmas.’ |