O for Friday how I waitEagerly for that awesome dateThe day I shall open the Christmas cratesAnd all around will decorate.Tree up, lights on,Swirly ornaments on my lawn,No doubt I'll be up at the crack of dawn,With a cup of joe and a happy yawn.But first there's Thanks we must be GivingFor all the blessings He's been giving.For family, for food, and this life we are living,Even for gravy that may need sieving.But Friday is the day that comes after,And I shall try to spend it with laughterAnd hang oranaments and lights from every rafterThen write, since of this blog I am the drafter.
When there's nothing super clever to blog about, go with the news.Today was Cash Sharing Day at work. It happens twice a year. We get together and share cash. ha ha ha. Actually, it's profit sharing, they just call it Cash Sharing here. Whatever. I really don't care what you call it as long as I can participate. So that was nice. And well-timed if you read yesterday's blog. That was the Job Well Done part.This is the Huh?:House down the hill. It's been for sale for a long time (like all houses around here). On my way home (in the dark now) I noticed they have a CHRISTMAS TREE ALL LIT UP in their house - you can see it through their big window. Oh my. I know it's for sale and all, but geez.