Saturday, December 11, 2004
Daily Grin December 11
So I went with the rib steak, medium (slightly moo-ing) with caesar salad, baked tater, french-fried onions, mushrooms and french onion soup. Hubby had the prime rib. We enjoyed ourselves and I spotted my old doc at a corner table on our way out. He had to give up his practice due to illness a few years ago. I haven't found a reg doc since he sold his practice. The new doc who bought it was kind of a bonehead.
Maybe I'll put up some decorations this weekend.... two weeks to Christmas!
Fourteen days to Christmas!!! J
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From the "Don't take life too seriously" department....
Hey... a fun link!!
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How Traditions Begin
It was suppose to be a happy time, but it wasn't. Santa was really upset. It was Christmas eve and NOTHING was going right.
The reindeer had been drinking all afternoon and were dead drunk. They had taken the sleigh out for a spin earlier in the day and crashed it into a tree, breaking off one of the runners.
Mrs. Claus had burned all the Christmas cookies.
The Elves were complaining about not getting paid for the overtime they had put in while making toys.
It was suppose to be a happy time, but it wasn't. Santa was really upset. It was Christmas eve and NOTHING was going right.
The reindeer had been drinking all afternoon and were dead drunk. They had taken the sleigh out for a spin earlier in the day and crashed it into a tree, breaking off one of the runners.
Mrs. Claus had burned all the Christmas cookies.
The Elves were complaining about not getting paid for the overtime they had put in while making toys.
Santa was beside himself with anger. "I can't believe it! I've got to deliver millions of presents all over the world in just a few hours from now and all my reindeer are drunk, my Elves are on strike and I don't even have a Christmas tree! I sent that stupid Little Angel out HOURS ago to find a tree and he isn't even back yet! What am I going to do?"
Just then the Little Angel opened the front door and stepped in from the snowy night, dragging a Christmas tree, singing a merry carol, smiled and said "Yo, Santa, where do you want me to stick the Christmas Tree this year???"
And thus the tradition of Angels perched atop the Christmas trees came to pass. . . .
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// posted by Daily Grin @ 12/11/2004 10:07:00 PM 
