Competition

I*m nowhere near ready for even the thought of Christmas. Despite the lack of a kitchen for Thanksgiving, we all hung out yesterday together, watched Star Trek: Next Generation reruns, were half an hour late for our dinner reservation at Wildfire.  I called and talked with my brother and sister to catch up, and made an appointment to talk with my son in Minnesota this morning.  Still... my daughter left at 10 PM and was home at 3 AM... and is even now... asleep, Christmas shopping complete.  

I feel that I am ahead

Of the game.

I called every farflung

Family member

For Thanksgiving.

Still

One member of the immediate household

Has me beat.

She has planned Christmas

Already.

Indeed

She did the midnight run.

She is sound asleep

Upstairs.

I believe the packages

Are squirreled away

In her room,

Like nuts,

Buried under the bed