Seventy-five years--three quarters of a century!!!!!!!!!--past Pearl Harbor, with eighteen days remaining, till Christmas. How I long for the days of Victoriana, when candles adorned the tree; the glimmer, the magic, a burst of wind and--WHOOSH!!!!!!!!!
Which is why my parents never yielded to my plea for candles every year!
So many things have yet to be done that my head is spinning. What I need right now is some magic tonic to make things move at a slower pace. But I am not the pub crawl type, more the afternoon tea type. How about the St. Regis????????????
How about Charlie Brown and the gang, doing "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing?????????????"
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