Wrapping night here at the mansion...my favorite time of the year...The conversation will go something like this..
S: Why did you buy this--they didn't need it..
B: DUH..it's Christmas
S: I don't care...seriously they have too many toys already.
B: Pass the wine bottle please so I can hit you upside of the head with it you cheap bastard..
(OK maybe that last one is just what I want to say--what I really say is uh-huh meaning..sure I'm listening...now keep wrapping)
Ok I'm out to wrap..wish me luck...in the morning if someone hasn't heard from me..I've probably been eaten by the mounds of wrapping paper.