A/N not mine, I own nothing but the plot.
Holiday of Joy
So it begins...the day after Thanksgiving. The mass confusion, the hysteria, the lining up at 3 in the damn morning, in the flipping cold just to save a few dollars. The music, driving me insane as I dodge little old ladies with blue hair.
I am constantly looking over my shoulder for Diesel, because everything smells like sugar cookies and someone shoving a pine tree up my nose. That jerk better stay far away from me this year. I will not hunt down Santa and his Elves for him this year. No way, no how. This year I was going to have a normal holiday around normal people, well normal for Jersey anyway. I had my route planned out, and boy were the guys in for a surprise, Grandma was helping me with them this year.
We both had our list of Merry Men we were shopping for, but first I needed to take care of my family. For Mom it was an engraved silver flask, for her special "tea."
For Daddy, it was a new hat.
For Valerie, it was a new apron with the girls hand prints on it.
For Albert, it was a desk set with a calender and fountain pen.
For Grandma, it was a gift card to Victoria Secret... I had to shutter as I paid for it.
For Joe, it was a tube of Antifungal ointment and a note telling him to enjoy life with Joyce. I caught him with the farm animal lover on Halloween at the policemans ball. They were in the broom closet doing the horizontal mambo. He was lucky he didn't sing soprano, and she wasn't bald.
For Angie, a classic novel.
For MA, a horse and stable play set.
For the babies, play mats amd a doll.
I had all the family gifts in less than an hour. I saw the hot topic and Spencers gift store. I couldn't wipe the goofy grin off my face. This was going to be good. Grandma said she had an extra special gift for Santos in mind. I couldn't wait to see what that entails, he had been especially obnoxious to me this past year.
A/N there is more to come with this story, and yes, it's a Babe. May the Merry Men be wary of little blue haired old ladies.