Christmas Song Lyric of the Day:
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree / Won’t be the same dear, if you’re not here with me
Elvis Presley / “Blue Christmas”
11:15PM.
I’ve wrapped all but one present. That is, not including the remaining gifts I need to buy. I always enjoy wrapping presents, though. I’m something of a wrapping savant at this point (read: obsessive compulsive about wrapping). But I have fun doing it. You can bet I’ll be recycling all the unwrapped wrapping paper this year.
I was just working on my second children’s book; this week’s been so crazy tonight was the first chance I’ve really had to work on it. I’m stuck on a particular exchange that kind of pays homage to the whole “Who’s on First” Abbott and Costello routine. Me being me, it’s holding me up and keeping me from wrapping up the last couple of pages in the story (read: obsessive compulsive about writing the book in sequence). I’m thisclose to figuring it out, though. I’d like to be able to present the finished book to Rich as an early Christmas present.
Tomorrow is the big day. I can feel it. Even if I can’t feel my fingers right now. Our house is f%$#ing freezing.
