If he’s on the plane . . .

If he’s on the plane, he’s in the air and on his way to Fort Wayne and Der Bingle and Cameron and Summer are going to down to get him and then stop on the way home at Logan’s. Shane and Sydney and I are here at home with the elves getting not in the Christmas spirit, but getting into the spirits. Ha Ha Ha . . .  I kid. We are getting in the sparkling grape juice and the fancy glasses . . . stems and everything. And jarlsberg cheese dip. And, of course, Coke and Diet Coke.

The most informal Christmas

We are just really having a relaxed Christmas. I had decided that a while back, but now we are having a REALLY relaxed Christmas. Robert has cellulitis  in his leg and is on doctor’s orders to stay off of it except for bathroom trips. So . . . well, we’ll plop that old stuffed turkey in the roaster, heat up the ham, make some homemade mashed potatoes, devil some eggs and keep a fire going in the fireplace and tiny fires in the scented candle jars.

Maybe we will be so relaxed we will sprawl and watch It’s a Wonderful Life – Of course, I will then have to open the door and call out Merry Christmas, Bedford Falls. Merry Christmas, you old Bailey Savings & Loan.