Tonight the 12 Days of Christmas begin. The kids put their shoes out starting tonight and if they’re good, they get a small treat or toy but if they’re bad, it’s a stick or a rock or piece of coal. Ours usually get something good but sometimes get a stick or rock. St. Nick used to come to our house when we were young. It’s a Scandinavian thing.
Today I’m off to the distributor at 6:30am and then back by 8. Throw in a conference call from 8:30 until 10 and then a brief meeting at 10:30 and I’ll be ready to hit the road again for some errands. Meanwhile Lori will be working away making the World a happier place by churning out some new breasts. What could be a more noble, helpful occupation than helping women turn their tired old small boobs into big bodacious happy breasts? Man she has a good job. Now they also do some other things down there (excuse the pun) that we won’t mention. In any case if they can make a person feel better about themselves, more power to them.
Last night we had my Mom over for hamburgers. I think she had a good time and the kids and us were glad to spend some time with her.
Hard to believe it’s the 12th. I need about 6 more purchase orders to come in today and then I’m good to go. I’m not really worried about any of them but until I actually have them, well, you know what they say, don’t count your chickens before they hatch.
Time to run, hope all’s well, take care, God Bless.