Too quiet a day for the holiday season . . . I have lost the argument with my "decorator" and have wisely thrown in the towel. My tree is decorated in green and gold to match the room decor, but JJ insists that red is the color of Christmas. So I made the concession (as if I had the choice) and now there is one red ball prominently displayed on my tree . . . Bob's men's club has its Christmas dinner and party this weekend; guess which white-bearded member gets to play Santa Claus . . . And speaking of Santa, I really like this little fellow who stands ten inches tall and sells for $18.50. We have only two on hand . . .
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