Merry Christmas everyone!
I hope everyone's had a great Christmas! My Christmas was a lot better than expected, but it still wasn't that great. I guess I can say thatmy presents were far better than usual, but my family didn't hardly get along.
Don't forget to wish Jesus Happy Birthday!!!!!
I'm definitely looking forward to next year!
>
>Young people often do not seem to be taught to send you thank you
notes as
>we had to. Now is the time to start writing them.
>Rodney
>
>THE TWELVE THANK-YOU NOTES OF CHRISTMAS
>
>Dec 25
>My dearest darling Edward,
>What a wonderful surprise has just greeted me! That sweet partridge,
in
>that lovely little pear-tree; what an enchanting, romantic, poetic
present!
>Bless you, and thank you.
>Your deeply loving Emily
>
>Dec 26
>Beloved Edward,
>The two turtle-doves arrived this morning, and are cooing away in the
>pear-tree as I write. I'm so touched and grateful!
>With undying love, as always, Emily
>
>Dec 27
>My darling Edward,
>You do think of the most original presents! Who ever thought of
sending
>anybody three French hens? Do they really come all the way from
France?
>It's a pity we have no chicken coops, but I expect we'll find some.
Anyway,
>thank you so much; they're lovely.
>Your devoted Emily
>
>Dec 28
>Dearest Edward,
>What a surprise! Four calling birds arrived this morning. They are
very
>sweet, even if they do call rather loudly--they make telephoning
almost
>impossible--but I expect they'll calm down when they get used to their
new
>home. Anyway, I'm very grateful, of course I am.
>Love from Emily
>
>Dec 29
>Dearest Edward,
>The mailman has just delivered five most beautiful gold rings, one for
each
>finger, and all fitting perfectly! A really lovely present! Lovelier,
in a
>way, than birds, which do take rather a lot of looking after. The four
that
>arrived yesterday are still making a terrible row, and I'm afraid none
of
>us got much sleep last night. Mother says she wants to use the rings
to
>"wring" their necks. Mother has such a sense of humor. This time she's
only
>joking, I think, but I do know what she means. Still, I love the
rings.
>Bless you, Emily
>
>Dec 30
>Dear Edward,
>Whatever I expected to find when I opened the front door this morning,
it
>certainly wasn't six socking great geese laying eggs all over the
porch.
>Frankly, I rather hoped that you had stopped sending me birds. We have
no
>room for them, and they've already ruined the croquet lawn. I know you
>meant well, but let's call a halt, shall we?
>Love, Emily
>
>Dec 31
>Edward,
>I thought I said NO MORE BIRDS. This morning I woke up to find no more
than
>seven swans, all trying to get into our tiny goldfish pond. I'd rather
not
>think what's happened to the goldfish. The whole house seems to be
full of
>birds, to say nothing of what they leave behind them, so please,
please,
>stop!
>Your Emily
>
>Jan 1
>Frankly, I prefer the birds. What am I to do with eight milkmaids? And
>their cows! Is this some kind of a joke? If so, I'm afraid I don't
find it
>very amusing.
>Emily
>
>Jan 2
>Look here, Edward,
>This has gone far enough. You say you're sending me nine ladies
dancing.
>All I can say is, judging from the way they dance, they're certainly
not
>ladies. The village just isn't accustomed to seeing a regiment of
shameless
>viragos, with nothing on but their lipstick, cavorting round the
green, and
>it's Mother and I who get the blame. If you value our friendship,
which I
>do (less and less), kindly stop this ridiculous behavior at once!
>Emily
>
>Jan 3
>As I write this letter, ten disgusting old men are prancing up and
down all
>over what used to be the garden, before the geese and the swans and
the
>cows got at it. And several of them, I have just noticed, are taking
>inexcusable liberties with the milkmaids. Meanwhile the neighbors are
>trying to have us evicted. I shall never speak to you again.
>Emily
>
>Jan 4
>This is the last straw! You know I detest bagpipes! The place has now
>become something between a menagerie and a madhouse, and a man from
the
>council has just declared it unfit for habitation. At least Mother has
been
>spared this last outrage; they took her away yesterday afternoon in an
>ambulance. I hope you're satisfied.
>
>Jan 5
>Sir,
>Our client, Miss Emily Wilbraham, instructs me to inform you that with
the
>arrival on her premises at 7:30 this morning of the entire percussion
>section of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, and several of their
friends, she
>has no course left open to her but to seek an injunction to prevent
you
>importuning her further. I am making arrangements for the return of
much
>assorted livestock.>I am, Sir, yours faithfully, G. Creep Attorney at law