Saturday, December 22, 2012

Holiday blues

Big expectations, favorite cookies are burning in the oven. The cat pulled a fish off the counter and a dog ate whole chicken carcass with a half meat still on it. Nobody calls from overseas. I guess, it's up to me to make a phone call. Nobody is home. Little presents under the tree, while you expected a cadillac. "I gave you a coffeemaker. I know you like your coffee." Coffeemaker is big. How long did she save money for it? It's a tea spoon every morning and a full spoon of a therapy for your holiday spleen. It's Spring. Stop and watch a bumblbee trying to get into yellow daffodil in the wind.

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