Ahh, Christmas with Sam & Marcy ... it’s exactly what you’d expect. There’s no Santa, no tree and no presents, and the only thing stuffed in our stockings is FEET. We get up early and toast a couple of bagels, check email, sit around in bathrobes watching the World Poker Tour on TV, eat grapes and ravioli and eventually take a nap with The Bishop’s Wife on DVD. As the evening wears on we light the fireplace, and I enjoy a festive nightcap of high blood pressure medication with half a glass of Coke Zero while Sam eats ice cream sandwiches dipped in sprinkles. All in all, it’s a full day filled with treasured memories. Now shut up and pass the lox.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
What Jewish people really do on Christmas.
Ahh, Christmas with Sam & Marcy ... it’s exactly what you’d expect. There’s no Santa, no tree and no presents, and the only thing stuffed in our stockings is FEET. We get up early and toast a couple of bagels, check email, sit around in bathrobes watching the World Poker Tour on TV, eat grapes and ravioli and eventually take a nap with The Bishop’s Wife on DVD. As the evening wears on we light the fireplace, and I enjoy a festive nightcap of high blood pressure medication with half a glass of Coke Zero while Sam eats ice cream sandwiches dipped in sprinkles. All in all, it’s a full day filled with treasured memories. Now shut up and pass the lox.
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