The level of my Christmas happiness can be related in two words:

Belgian chocolates.

... MERRY CHRISTMAS! to one and all.

According to Consumer Reports, chocolate contains a high amount of lead.

Dark chocolate is the worst.

Definitely sad news for a chocoholic like me.

Short version of a long (days) story:

I had a power outage that knocked out my computer and t.v. last week.

Computer was back the next day.

The t.v. was back, but had no picture.

After trying (no kidding!) for DAYS to get a service appointment,

I finally set one up.

The tech arrived, couldn't find the problem,

and I found it and fixed it in front of him.

Just to make sure I asked if I would be charged a service fee ($99.00).

I was assured that if I didn't tell the company I'd fixed it,

no charge.

Once again, perseverance and ingenuity wins the day.

I saw today that the weather here on Christmas is expected to be in the upper 50s.

I expect to hear a lot of whining from people who want a white Christmas.

I wonder if they'd like some cheese with their whine?

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Gotta work the bugs out, but I've come up with an idea for bald/balding men:

Chia seeds!

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Do not go quietly into the night:

I had been out shopping and the back seat of my car was full of groceries and other things I'd bought.

I brought one load in and went back for the second and last.

As I neared my car, I heard a muffled crunching sound and then felt

a hand upon my shoulder.

I jumped and yelled an obscenity at the same time.

Turning and raising my fists to defend myself,

I saw my neighbor holding a bag of potato chips in one hand and a shopping bag in the other.

He swallowed his mouthful of chips and asked if he could help carry anything for me.

No thanks, I told him.

You've taken a year off my life and that will be sufficient.

We both chuckled,

but it was a few minutes before my heart rate returned to normal.

The next time I go outside at night for anything I'm taking a flashlight...

it makes a good little club.

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Called someone by the wrong name while in the middle of sex?

Or been called the wrong name?

I've been called the wrong name once.

I laughed and told the girl I wasn't that person, I was substituting for them.

There's a reason we call each other baby, sweety and honey during sex.

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Holy crap!

It's snowing hard and the sun is shining!

!!!

The little old lady who lived in a shoe wanted to see America,

so she moved into a roller skate.

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