Hector is Happy!

The Husband was lamenting our lack of Christmas Spirit tonight. He plays Bob Cratchit from Thanksgiving to Christmas Eve, making the season merry for his audience but we hadn't made ourselves merry. So after braving the crowds shopping tonight, he went to the shed and brought out the fiber optic tree. So what if Bob Cratchit never cut down a self lighting tree for Tiny Tim?? Hector is Happy!!

Merry Christmas to all!

God Bless Us Every One!

C'est la vie!

Hector is Sad!

Hey!


Well, dang, it’s been a long time since I wrote here. The Day Job is getting busy and I’ve been running around, just like everybody else, getting ready for Christmas.

However the house is not decorated with one candy cane, stocking or iota of tinsel.

And this is why Hector is sad.

Here is Hector

Hector is a big, furry hand puppet given to me by my best friend, Zan, when I left the East Coast for the Wild West. Hector sat on the front seat of our station wagon, between my mother and I, on our journey to Cali. Ever after, his chief function became as our tree topper at Christmas. Anybody can have a feathery winged angel or shiny star. We have Hector and his Evergreen Enema.

But without a tree this year, Hector is sad.

Think good thoughts for Hector. Maybe he’ll get a tree after all. It’s all the poor little guy wants *sniff*.

C’est la vie!

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