Lazed in bed for most of the morning but finally lost the battle with a leaf blower somewhere down the block . . . Two cups of coffee didn't provide much inspiration but I did get some checks written and I worked on the inventory. If you have an extra $40,000 you can have just about everything in the store . . . Visited a few of my favorite webcam sites; there had been snow in Moncton, New Brunswick. One wag from Ontario posted the following: According to surveys Canadians walk 900 miles a year. They also drink 22 gallons of beer per annum. On average, then, a fellow gets 41 miles to the gallon . . . Bob spent the afternoon haunting toy counters in the hope of finding JJ an appropriate Christmas gift. Bob returned empty-handed and complaining about all the junk that we are supposed to foist upon the kids . . . Well, it is time to get crackin' on those Christmas greetings. We have a nice supply of boxed cards. I do regret that young folks seem to prefer the convenient but impersonal "tweet or twitter" for their holiday message. Wouldn't they themselves rather receive a nicely illustrated card that could be displayed on buffet or mantel? I deplore the loss of social graces these days, though I myself do not practice them enough. Bob is our "social secretary" and religiously sends birthday cards and thank you notes for the both of us . . .
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