Christmas Wish List

I don't believe in Santa Claus (never have), but writing a Christmas wish list is really hard.

I have to do this for our Kris Kringle gift exchange at work, and I'm really struggling to think of 3 things to put on the list. Well, I can easily think of 3, but only one particular person in the office would know what I was talking about.

Last year one of my wish list items was a gift certificate for a book shop - that's what I got, but I was very disappointed with the selections at my local store and it took me over 6 months to use the thing.

Then there's the family list. I buy most of the stuff I need during the year, and if I tell them a particular book, it ruins the surprise because I know what's coming.

Wallbeagle

I know just what Snoopy means. I always seem to be a wall-flower, never the one asked to dance.

Ok, so what I mean by this for me is that I've never had a boyfriend, never even been on a date, never really been asked out. SIGH!

I guess it will happen sometime. Meanwhile, I'll just have to ...

WAIT!

Laptop

All Boxed Up!

Do you remember as a child when your parent's would get new appliances and you got to play in the box?
We didn't really care about the new fridge, freezer, oven, or whatever it was. We were just interested in the box it came in.
Cubby houses, rockets, forts, tunnels - whatever we imagined, that's what the box became! They were fun days.

My sister's cat is a bit like Fred in this comic. Whenever a parcel comes in the mail, she has to sniff it and then hop in the box once it is opened. Her favorite boxes are cereal boxes. She bats table tennis balls into them, charges them and tries to fit her body in (she used to fit as a kitten), and skids them around the floor.

Whatever would we do without boxes?