The migration approaches.

Soon, my offspring will begin the winter migration back to their ancestral home and engage in the process known as "vacation". At least one of them (my daughter) will spend some time helping me, a guy with little or no taste, pick out and wrap some presents for my wife.

That last part is a key part of the whole Christmas deal because my wife probably wouldn't take too kindly to me handing her a bunch of crumpled-up bills and saying, "Here you go honey! Go get yerself something purty!"

That would make it, as Steve Martin once said, "...a disappointing Christmas on many levels."

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