It had to happen sooner or later, so it might well be at Christmas when goodwill to fellow man and blogger is supposedly at its highest.
SCHLOCKY POEM AHEAD
This would be a good time to eject if you hate cheese, schlock or have inadverantly landed here only for mental stimulation.
‘Twas the day of Christmas And all through the house All creatures were stirring Even the spouse The tree was adorned And the presents destined to fate For the family members knew That unwrapping must wait For Christmas is about people And they would come first A feast to celebrate More than one birth Yes it’s true that Jesus was born On this very day But as luck would have it So too was the spouse, it’s always been that way A birthday cake and card Must also be had Happy birthday sung Because he is dad (and can perfom a miracle or two when pressed) It is a day to come together And celebrate what matters A day for laughter And cross-generational chatter And after lunch With stomachs replete The teens distribute the presents With much stomping of feet A whole lot of ripping Of paper ensues What’s that odd looking moving gift? We all haven’t a clue It seems at the moment That my idea is not so jolly Of choosing that Adam and Eve mug For old Aunt Molly It’s a little bit naughty But could cause some grief When the hot water dissolves Good ole’ Adam’s fig leaf Company for Christmas To make someone’s day seem more brightThe food’s a cooking And all is in place For the family to descend And leave more than a trace So far so good The situation’s not overly curly For my mother in law Has not turned up too early She usually comes Two hours before The critical path time It’s part of our familty folklore So, I’m thankful For small mercies And look forward to the repast The time is almost here, it’s coming up fast So nothing is left Other than to say I wish you all a Merry Christmas [And Happy Birthday, if it’s relevant to you] And peace and sanity for the day! Addendum The curtain will be raised Even more tonight When I blog at