You shouldn’t mix fairy tales with liverwurst and buttermilk.
-Betty, on White Christmas
(I like neither, so no worries here.)
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I have heard no Tchaikovsky at all today. How nice! I did think of my colleagues at about 1:35, when the ballet was probably about to begin. And I did keep my phone on just in case my sub didn’t show up; that happened to me once … I can’t remember if I told the story before or not, and if I find I haven’t perhaps I’ll sometime blog about it, but I promise I won’t name the person who caused the distress! But anyway, I always worry when I have a sub coming in. I finally had a reason to worry a few years back.
Anyway, today was a nice day. We did some family shopping, and I feel fairly relaxed. It doesn’t, however, feel like Christmas; it’s too darn warm!
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