Dear George,
We’ve just wound up our best Christmas in many years. Our son Justin and teen-age grandkids Alex and Leo arrived on Dec. 23 and left this afternoon (Dec. 28). In between we filled the time with fun and laughter. The family is driving to Nashville where Alex and Leo with fly to L.A. to meet up with their Aunt Jamie and cousins. Justin and their pup L’il Paws will then continue to New Orleans. Our dog Iko is mourning Lil Paws’ departure, and we are doing the same for our family. Here is a rhymed accounting of our time together.
Love,
Dave
Justin and our grandkids were here
With bags filled with holiday cheer
The Bulk Outlet was closed
We sad shoppers deposed
So we went to the thrift shop for gear
On Christmas we had presents galore
My Satchmo cap I truly adore
Katja did lots of shopping
Kept all the folks hopping
And our family brought all even more
The kids’ notes were filled with affection
A boon to our holiday connection
They’re such fun, that’s the truth
Take us back to our youth
And make for nostalgia and reflection
We tuned into the show “Stranger Things”
Such scary weird creatures with wings
I struggled with the plot
What I thought, it was not
For others, it tickled heartstrings
Daily walks with Iko and L’il Paws
Iko was more prone to pause
These dogs are so cute
And they’ve mastered each route
That’s why they deserve our applause
“Avatar: Fire and Ash”
A movie that makes a big splash
At times I was confused
Then I’d find myself amused
Three plus hours went by in a flash
We went to see MAD Magazine
A stiff challenges to the American scene
The art was quit fine
Graphics tickled one’s spine
And sometimes it proved actually clean
The gang went to see “Marty Supreme”
A young man who was driven by his dream
His thing was ping pong
An avenue to belong
Toxic ambition was the theme
The Bulk Outlet was open the second time
But the kids thought it not worth a dime
Off to Pixel Nineteen
Much more fit for a teen
A warehouse for customers in their prime
Off to the Mariemont to take in “Hamnet”
Death and grief were an ever-present threat
But Shakespeare wrote his play
And his show saved the day.
I cried a few tears, not upset
Kenwood Mall for our bi-annual trip
The youth searching for merchandise hip
They did Alex’s nails
Then some half price off sales
We barely had space in our ship
We went to First Watch for our lunch
A chorizo omelet, my favorite munch
Leo, Katja, French toast
Alex, veggies, the utmost.
The meals at First Watch pack a punch
Alex got a school project back
Lost at the museum — smack, bang, whack.
Some good soul turned it in
Which caused Alex to grin
And now life is back in the black
Justin did lots of household repairs
Fixed the lights on the front and back stairs
Did the refrigerator filter
The smoke alarms off-kilter.
The kitchen drawer, among our very longest cares.
We partied with Hannah, Chris, and Karrie
A family gathering that proved to be merry
We dined on China Food
Very tasty for our brood.
Traded stories that were funny, warm, and scary.
To Bronte’s, our very last meal
Tasty brunch, that was the deal
Our grandkids are flying to L.A.
Meet with Aunt Jamie and cousins, more play
For all concerned, the Christmas spirit is real
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