Could I get my husband to address the Christmas cards?

I wondered.  The family was coming.  There was shopping to do, gifts to wrap, the tree to decorate, cooking, cleaning.  I arranged the cards, stamps, and address book on the table, then hopefully pulled up a chair and said, “Come on, Dear, let’s get these out of the way.” 

Small boy giving his Christmas gift wish lists to his parents:  “Fax this list to Santa Claus, e-mail this one to God, and I want to talk directly to Grandma.” 

The cold weather is finally here . . . and on a weekend with the Orangefield Christmas Parade.  Our church will have a float and booth in this year’s Christmas in Orangefield.  We would love for you to help us or come out and support us this year.  The parade begins at 10:30 a.m. and the festival opens at 11:30 a.m.  Admission to the festival is $2 for adults and $1 for kids and will be at the football field.  Come join the Christmas fun!

As a little girl climbed onto Santa’s lap, Santa asked the usual, “And what would you like for Christmas?” 

A fellow walked into an ice cream parlor with his dog under his arm.  “No dogs allowed,” said the owner. 

“But this dog can talk,” said the man.  “Listen, I’ll ask him three questions and if he answers, I eat free here tonight.”

The owner agreed.

“Spot,” called the man, “what’s the opposite of smooth?”

“R-r-ruff,” barked the dog.

On their honeymoon, Eric took Louise by the hand and said, “Now that we’re married, dear, I hope you won’t mind if I mention a few little defects that I’ve noticed about you.”

“Not at all,” Louise replied sweetly.  “It was those little defects that kept me from getting a better husband.”