A very good friend of mine told me a sad tale the other day. A tale of the grinchiest kind, it goes something like this:
One lovely winter day the lovely C. decided it was time to hang her beautiful Christmas wreath on her front door.
The next morning she awoke, went to the front door intending to look at her lovely green circle - it was gone!!!
Sometime in the deep dark night, some grinch stole her wreath.
She decided she needed to leave a note. The note read, (I am totally making up what the note said because I can't remember what she wrote)
DEAR WREATH-STEALING GRINCH,
YOU STOLE MY NEW CHRISTMAS WREATH!
YOU STINK!!!
She hung the note on her front door where the wreath used to be and went to bed.
The next morning she awoke, went to the front door intending to look at her lovely note - it was gone!!!
She is now down one wreath and one angry note.
Not sure how this story ends, but will keep you up to date on any developments.
Am waiting with baited breath (whatever that means)!
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