We've been off to visit Santa. The little man patiently waited in line to sit on the lap of the same dear Santa that he's talked to every year. (We try to ignore that there are other "Santa strangers" out and about this time of year.)
His one wish? A Viking suit. "You mean the football team?" asked Santa. (Of course not.)
So where have I been today? At the fabric shop buying fake fur, pleather and horny buttons. (It's going to be grand!)
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