Diana's in the House

Last night I sat curled up on the couch as the fire in the fire place roared,  Christmas movies played on t.v., and the Christmas tree glittered beautifully in the soft firelight.  All the family was together and we had just enjoyed a nice meal. Next to me was an address book, in my lap was a pile of Christmas cards.  I sat writing them out by hand to each of the family and friends I wished to convey cheery holiday greetings to when Diana added her thoughts...

"So I see you;'re doing the obligatory maintenance of a facade of connectedness even though some of these people you only have contact once a year when you give into Hallmark consumerism as you provide the post office with increased business."

Yes, Ebeneezer.  So good to have you home from college. Now no cookies for you.