Mood: silly
A bad joke:
How did Hitler tie his shoesies? With little knottsies.
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In an earlier post I was bemoaning the fact that as you grow older, all the people you love are dying or in the case of our children have scattered to all parts of the country and have lives and children of their own. BUT this will be the second year for my wife and I of being 'orphans' in this world and as in everything it gets easier as time goes by. This holiday season all undue holiday pressure is gone and things have been completed in record time. Presents have been bought and sent to grandchildren, the house decorated, cards addressed, well ahead of crunch time. It is not to be recommended above the hassle of having young children still at home and all that that entails, but it is turning into something different and pleasant. As the saying goes, there is a time for everything under the heavens, and this is the take it easy and enjoy each other time for us. I like it.