Well…

 …no Christmas bonus for Hubby.

The son-of-a-bleeping-gun never said a word, just handed my husband and all the other employees a spiral sliced ham and their usual pay checks.  

I feel bad for being so angry at him, but, darn it!!!  I want to kick him in the rear!!  HARD!!  With pointed, steel toed boots!!  With spikes on them!!

We still managed to come up with a few dollars to get Wesley a Birthday present, so he’ll be happy.  

Looks like we eat ham sandwiches for lunch tomorrow.  It IS a good ham, at least.  

Hope everyone’s Christmas Eve is filled with love and Peace and your Christmas is Blessed with laughter and joy.  

God Bless you all…