Picture this scene: A woman looks out on Christmas morning at a perfect winter landscape when what does she see but a new car (insert make and model here) sitting in the driveway with a giant red bow on top.
Behind her stands her smiling husband who hands her a box containing a key. She breaks into a big smile, gives him a hug, and rushes out the door.
Nope!
Even if we could afford to buy each other a car for Christmas I know Ralph and I would do no such thing.
Our Christmas presents run along the lines of books, socks, sweaters, and such.
That's the way we've always celebrated. Outrageous gifts are not what we're about.
And there's always the one and only Linus Van Pelt who reminds us of the real reason for the season:
Wishing all my blog visitors a peaceful and joyous Yuletide season.
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