Hey, guess what? I was prepared to tell you about my laboring over a ham and all, but it appears I won't have any. Labor that is. Ham, I'll have plenty. My neighbor is cooking dinner. All I have to do is show up! How cool is that? While I was fixing my fence, or at least making it pretend to stand up, they dropped by and invited me over. I don't know my neighbors that well, but getting to know them is better than finishing this Christmas alone. If you don't hear from me though, you can suspect they'll be carving me for New Years. I've seen those movies. I could do it—I mean make my dinner, I really don't want to be their who-beast--but the whole hassle of cooking a nice meal just for me…I dunno. I'd have done it, because somebody should cook a nice Christmas meal for me. And if I had to be the one to do it, so be it. But, since my neighbor is being so generous, I'll just accept their kindness, and go eat.
Oh, and for those of you inclined to pictures and such, here are my pictures. Not real Christmassy, but some years you take what you can get.
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