Christmas is sneaking up on me yet again. It's like Elmer Fudd stalking Bugs Bunny. Waskelly Wabbit!
I don't often send Christmas cards. I want to but I never seem to get it done. Then it gets too late. Then I feel like a total failure.
Please don't tell anybody. Let's just keep it our secret.
I envy people who have the discipline to send out Christmas cards. Part of my problem is I don't have a very good or up-to-date address list. For Christmas cards you need addresses. Okay - I'll use that excuse this year. (again)
Now, look at me, Christmas has tip-toed in yet again. It's really too late to post anything. But it's not too late to let you know that I appreciate knowing you. I appreciate hearing about your ups and downs and life's little miracles.
Please consider this my Christmas card to you. I am thinking about you. I'm making plans, as I always do, to be more successful next year.
So I hope you have a very Merry Christmas with tinsel and trees and garland and lights and baubles and turkey and potatoes and ... and ... and ...
Whatever you celebrate, and I hope you do,
I hope it's a grand time and a big to do.
We don't have much time on this tiny rock
Put on your bestest festivist partyist frock.
Find time to be kind to folks on that day.
It makes this life worth living in every way.
Be kind to your neighbors, be kind to your friends
Be the kind of person you'd like to know in the end.
Celebrate the passing year with greatest of cheer
And remember we can all do much much better next year!