Thursday, December 17
Oops.
Forgot it was Wednesday. Again. Now it's December. But it doesn't have to be Wednesday* to blog. Hooray!
Last week I saw a poet named Jacinta who recited a neat poem about how November wouldn't leave so December could come around. I don't have that problem so I'd better deliver my seasonal greetings now:
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
I expect my new year's salutation will be tardy; have a good one.
*It's always Wednesday somewhere in the world. Frequently in North America, for example.
Forgot it was Wednesday. Again. Now it's December. But it doesn't have to be Wednesday* to blog. Hooray!
Last week I saw a poet named Jacinta who recited a neat poem about how November wouldn't leave so December could come around. I don't have that problem so I'd better deliver my seasonal greetings now:
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night."
I expect my new year's salutation will be tardy; have a good one.
*It's always Wednesday somewhere in the world. Frequently in North America, for example.
