So here’s my plan. I’m going to Matt’s, where the Christmas tree and I will enjoy each other’s company. You couldn’t possibly expect a Christmas tree to spend Christmas Eve alone, could you?
Around seven I’ll call my mum (don’t worry, Matt, it’s toll-free!).
Then I’m going to IHOP, which is open all night! (Who said you couldn’t have breakfast on Christmas Eve, huh?)
Then I’ll go home and sleep. I’ll be sure to hear Santa, since I’m on the top floor.
Tomorrow morning I’m going to Jan’s for lox and bagels. (Obviously I’ll only be having bagels.) A lot of her family will be there. I will be one of three people who can’t claim to be Jewish. That is a pretty unconvential way to spend Christmas, right?
And this is my plan.
I’m going to be home January 7 to January 11. Layne? I’ve tried calling you like a gazillion times. Are you going to be home still? You better be!
Merry Christmas Eve.
(By the way, thanks to Martha for the Frosty image. I stole him from her holiday gift tags template!)