The gingerbread men are decorated. The tree is lit. The presents are wrapped. Harry is groomed. The pickle is hidden on the tree. The computer is tracking Santa's progress around the world. (Did you know he stopped at the International Space Station? I wonder if Rudolph needed a space suit?) A final trip through the absolute ZOO of the grocery store was made. Christmas music is playing. And the beef bourguignon is ready to go.
Bring it on, Santa.
1 comment:
I love the pickle tradition! :-)
Wishing you the very merriest!
::mingle::
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