Those of you who are old enough may remember that old song from the fifties, “All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth”…”so I can wish you Merry Chrithmuth”. You know the era. When they had songs like “I want a hippopotamus for Christmas”, gee that’d really mess up the living room. Sorry I digress.
December in our house has been a twisted version of that, not the hippo. Because all I wanted for Xmas was two new eyes, two new eyes, two new eyes. Lo and behold my cataracts have been removed, my short sightedness repaired and after a few weird weeks of scrubbing minute fingermarks off walls but not being able to find the front gate I should be able to get a pair of new glasses for long sight and be back on the road.
Thus, in the spirit of the song:
All I got for Christmas is my two new eyes so I can write you Merry, Christmas!