I’ve only ever written one Christmas poem, and it’s the only one I’ll post year after year. Go read it, you know you don’t remember it from last year: Jafer’s Christmas Poem is right here.
I’m not gonna write much, I’m busy… just put a homemade lasagna into the oven. That should be ready around 5:30-5:45. It’s been years since I made a homemade lasagna, I’ve bought them from the store, but all I tried were shit, so I went for it myself. Hope it’s good.
I’m expecting my son to stay over tonight. I hope he’s here soon because I’m not holding up dinner and his garlic bread will get cold. After that I may watch a Blu-Ray movie (picked up 4 more tonight at Wal-Mart) or just sit and play cards and drink beer. Either one sounds good to me.
I’ll talk to you tomorrow when I’m bored silly with the Christmas thing already. I don’t think I’ll have any gifts since my snookey already gave me my Wii Fit. This year I don’t feel that bad about having limited gift action happening. Mostly because I’m feeling good about everything I’m giving everyone else. I wish I had money every year.
So, later. Go read my Christmas poem (and expound upon its virtues). (again)