IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LITTLE BIT LIKE CHRISTMAS

Phil and I were in Target the other day and guess what? It's beginning to look like Christmas. I see you holding your head in your hands. I nearly danced down the isle. I got so involved looking at all the finery that Phil lost me.

Now a question: Why does that dear man even have a phone if he's going to leave it in the car? Cell phones major purpose is to find the spouse at Costco and Target. And to call someone while they are driving. And to call the wrong person OR send text messages to the wrong person. Repeatedly. Like someone kept doing to me last week. (Bless his annoying little heart.)

I bought Christmas dishes for one of my daughter-in-laws for Christmas one year. Several years later I found more of them on ebay at only about four time the cost of buying them the first time. I won the bid and she was surprised. It was a good gift. I was a hero. I'm not a hero often so I particularly like this memory.

I wonder if anyone wants Christmas dishes for Christmas this year.

This is this year's patterns.

They only had a few of these so if you want some go get them soon.

All this Christmas stuff brought me... PS Maybe Jason and Elizabeth will surprise me tomorrow and exchange my regular dishes for the Christmas ones.

It's okay to serve Thanksgiving dinner on Christmas dishes, isn't it? Well, isn't it?

Please say yes.

CHRISTMAS DISHES AND THE COMIC

Usually I get our Christmas dishes out after Thanksgiving. They are still in the hutch, well, some of them are. Some are in the kitchen, waiting to be washed and some of our regular dishes are in the living room, waiting to take their places.

Phil was in the living room with me, I was taking the dishes out while we were discussing the rest of the Christmas preparations.

"Sit down," he said, "so we can talk."

"I can talk while I work," I said.

"Well, in that case there must not be much talking done around here."

He thinks he's funny.