This is me, as snug as a bug in a rug, and I am still trying to understand why we put a live tree in our house in hopes that some jolly old fellow comes down a chimney that we don't even have and if he tries getting in one of our windows he's going to be sorely disappointed by the child guards and if he does find one of our three windows that don't have them, he'll probably get arrested for burglary. Hmmm. I think I like Thanksgiving better.
After note: Now that I see the tree all decorated I think this holiday is growing on me.
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