
Memory is tricky these days. People say, “I’m getting old, senile, my brain is a sieve, I’ve just had a brain-fart (what does this mean??)
As for myself I keep shopping, then counting presents, then shopping some more. All the while dreaming about skipping this ridiculous part of Christmas. Jesus got 3 gifts from 3 wise men; why do we get more?
The number one gift of the season-is not some new form of mechanical Elmo-it is guess what?
E-readers.
OH YES! NOW I REMEMBER WHAT YOU FORGOT!! It was to buy: My Green Grocer, or City Boy, A Love Story About A Guy A Girl And A Gun, or My Carrick Irish Boyfriend. Or all three! A few dollars and you can even up the gift score.
Or,
Escape the mania; slip into your bedroom; lock the door, and read. If anyone knocks you just call out, “I’m wrapping presents,” then rattle a piece of paper that you are keep handily nearby.
About the photo, it is a church project, gifts for children in third world countries.