Festive wishes

Merry Christmas,Happy Kwanzaa,Happy Hanukkah and Happy Holidays!

All's fair in the name of Christmas

Sunday evenings the fuzzy family is usually seen hanging out at the supermarket trying to buy things they don't necessarily need and leaving behind stuff they do actually need. As Fuzzy gushes over the lushness of the lettuce or the organicness of her apples PC Man usually manages to look sufficiently bored and Ina manages to scare all the neighboring well behaved kids and mothers by shoving grapes up her nose and yelling at the top of her voice as we pass through the chips aisle. This week however in spite of the bad cold weather outside Ina looked mighty pleased. Her dear daddy wrestle and punch a fellow dad had managed to get her one of those cool "Car" shopping carts and she rode it threatening in her gibberish language to run over anyone who dared to cross her path giving the mom nightmares on the day she would get a licence. As they waded through the vegetable section with Fuzzy oohing and aahing at the freshness of beans and carrots PC Man continued to stare trans fixedly at something.

PC Man- Hmm.. what do you think about getting a Christmas tree this year?

Fuzzy- *stops in her tracks* Is this one of your weekly green obsessions which get triggered by visits to supermarkets?

PC Man- It'll be Ina's first Christmas at least practically a Christmas where she can open her own presents without drooling all over it. *trying to play the senti card*

Fuzzy- Real or fake trees?

PC Man- There's a 50% discount on the fake trees...

Fuzzy- Fake tree it is!..but..... *pretending to mull over the idea*

PC Man- *Pitching it like a master salesman sensing an opportunity* See no prickly spines,no pine smell,less cleaning,no fire hazard...and doesn't the thought of a lighted tree in the hall as we watch your reruns of "Friends" sound perfect Christmassy??

Fuzzy- Hmm.... *caressing the tomatoes gently replacing the one Ina had managed to pick up and drop*

PC Man- It'll be fun hanging out the decorations and lights. We will even get those LED lights.

Fuzzy-*Moving on to deeply inspect some potatoes* Hmm...

PC Man- You don't have to do a single thing.. All work will be done by me and Ina.

Fuzzy- So...I don't have to do anything at all right?

PC Man- Yep,not a thing.

Fuzzy- Hmm..*Raising her hand in a patronizing approval* Are there going to be stockings as well?

PC Man- Y..es.... *apparently sensing some trap coming on*

Fuzzy- You do know that stockings mean presents right?*waiting for the words to sink in* ...

.....Presents as in my-wife-loves-them-but-I-refuse-as-they-are-pricey kinds?

PC Man- *sighing in resignation and trapped* Yes I guess ONE of those kinds ...

Fuzzy-*Triumphant grin* What are you waiting for then?Let's go get some tree!!!!Woo hoo!!

After much haggling about the height of the fake tree we have brought home a 6' majestic looking tree. But the accessory designers have been busy. One is busy taking whatever the other one has been managing to put up. Mom however is seen humming around the house singing suggestive tunes composed by Chanel and Bur berry making the dad squirm in his seat exchanging sympathetic looks with his wallet. Christmas has never been more fun at the Fuzzy household!