Not the tiny tots in the Christmas carol; no – one of the many reasons Gary awakened me last night was that he thought Tracy Morgan and Leonard Bernstein were shooting sparks out of their eyes on the TV, and our house might catch on fire.
That was after he thought the TV was leaking water, our friend Amy stole the mop, a cat was stuck in the Christmas tree, and the flagpole turned upside down. And the cat ate his socks. And He’s ½ way to Elmira. And someone stole the cows. And, Vietnam vets are in our yard trying to burn down the house.
So, not
so much like the Christmas carol, except that, like the tiny tots, I, too, am
finding it hard to sleep tonight.
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