Belated Xmas

My Mom got a Christmas present for me from my daughters. Helped them wrap it when I was working overtime one Saturday back in December. Hid it in a drawer I seldom use, trusted Em to remember it there Christmas morning.



Em forgot. Then she forgot again when she was reminded. And again. My Mom would ask if I'd ever gotten my Christmas from the girls, so I finally pretended to 'find' it by opening the drawer (normally reserved for appliance owners manuals and other junk).



So they gave me my Christmas on January 10. It was a set of cutting boards, something I definitely needed. Happy day!