Sunday, December 24, 2006

This may be it ...

... for blogging today. After all, it is Christmas Eve (even though I have been at the office functioning as Sunday's features editor) and we must all have better things to do tonight. Enjoy!


  1. Anonymous5:56 PM

    Since Christmas is made for children I am dropping in the following poem by Marchette Chute. Hope everyone here enjoys it.


    I wanted a rifle for Christmas,
    I wanted a bat and a ball,
    I wanted some skates and a bicycle,
    But I didn't want mittens at all.

    I wanted a whistle
    And I wanted a kite,
    I wanted a pocketknife
    That shut up tight.
    I wanted some boots
    And I wanted a kit,
    But I didn't want mittens one little bit.

    I told them I didn't like mittens,
    I told them as plain as plain.
    I told them I didn't WANT mittens,
    And they've given me mittens again!

    Merry Christmas!

  2. Merry Christmas to you, Frank!

  3. Anonymous2:52 PM

    My brother recited this poem about 60 years ago at a rural school Christmas concert and I am going to frame this for him and give it to him. He is now 65 and everyonce in a while he recites part of it, but forgets some of it, so here we have the whole thing. Thank you so much.