T'was the Night...

before the night before Christmas, and all through my parents' house, where my currently unemployed butt is currently living, were piles of cookies that I myself had baked along with the piles my mom has since made. Not a mouse was stirring because my older, gainfully employed sister has just returned home to bask in her raise...along with her two cats who are B.K. and Winky..."grandkitties" to some, "ornament-breakers" and "flower eaters" to others. The stockings are hung by the chimney with care, no kidding, even adult children are suckers for tradition--and Mom knows it! In hopes that Saint Nicholas won't forget to leave me a job-tip or an advance from a 401(K), or something this year!

Cheers!
Jill