Wednesday, November 10, 2004

That's Just Wrong

The scene: Driving home from work last night with Charles, passing through a WI town.

Small talk about the funny and stupid of our respective days, about to stop to pick up bread and toothbrushes. (Sara had run off with Colin's toothbrush and hidden it yesterday. Of course when one child gets a shiny new toothbrush, the other must, too.) And, suddenly, there it was. Wreaths, lights, maybe even fake Santas in the yard. And over 2 weeks until Thanksgiving. At least it was the only one. So I did my part and glared at it through the car window. And then mocked them in my head.

Can't say I don't take a stand when it counts.



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