Time to search for the biggest tree I can find.
Time to shop for presents.
(as Prufrock says: “There will be time…)
Time for a quiz .
Time to make your mark.
Time to visit the paradox of Christmas, where the best and the worst of people shines like tinsel on a tree (I’ve always hated tinsel).
Time to say: Nothing says Christmas like a caffinated clerk after the 5th complaint in a row.
Time for you: Nothing says Christmas like…(this is where its your time…insert your own line here and then in the comments).
…like Rita MacNeil! 😀
Ha! I can’t top that.
Couldn’t think of anything bigger?
Ahh, I don’t feel right about that.