A Christmas quandary?
Is it like days of auld lang syne or
here we come a-wassailing or
decking the halls with bought of holly or
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy?
What and where are these things? Who makes these things up?
I buy what I want and then tell my wife what she got me. Every year she tells me that she will do the same, and tells me not to buy her anything else. After 32 years, I've learned to spot a trap, and always buy something anyway. She says 'I told you not to get me anything! You shouldn't have - etc, etc - but then she seems real happy. I think this gets me one more year. Ya know - women are more confusing than Christmas words. Quandrification is rampant!