

A Christmas Story for people having a bad day:
When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.
Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the rum. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.
The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?'
And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.
6 comments:
Now that's funny...I don't care who you are!
Ok, you know I am slow....but I just don't get it. Maybe you need to send me an "advanced text" explaining it. I really don't get it. :)
I know where your dad's quote came from! Mater on Cars. You know I have "heard" that movie 492 times!
ok, I just read it again, and I think I got it!!
I better go to bed....it is almost midnight!
Hi Megan,
I am a friend of Roan's and read your blog occasionally. Today I noticed a link to Justin and Rossi and had to check it out. You see, my dh was a minister for many years and one precious family that we were friends with had a daughter, Rossi, who was the same age as our daughter. We haven't seen them in several years. So...your Rossi is the same one. Thanks for connecting me, even unknowingly. Merry Christmas!
Happy Birthday Megan!
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