Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the house The Elf was stirring cookies but not for her spouse; Mail Order Annie, dressed in the window with care, In hopes that the VitaMix soon would be there; The ‘girls’ were all nestled real snug in some laps; While visions of dried duck feet danced under their caps; With Big Solid in his recliner and Elf in her chair, They’d settled in with Judge Judy and her petulant stare , When out on the porch there arose such a clatter, Elf sprang from her chair to see what was the matter. Away to the front door she flew in a flash, Tore both the doors open and gazed at the stash. The moon barely lit all the packages below; Just some lumps on the porch through the shadows did show. When what to Elf’s wondering eyes did appear, But a Brown UPS Truck – yes that vision was clear, With a busy tired driver still nimble and quick, Elf knew in a moment it was The VitaMix! More rapid than batwings, the Elf yelled HOT DAMN! And whistled, and shouted, and called it by name: Now, JULIA, Oh JULIA…you’re finally here! Let’s fling the door open and greet you with cheer! To the top of the counter! A space to be cleared! As sundry appliances soon disappeared! As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the cabinets, the old blender did fly As well as the mini-processor with a tear in Elf’s eye— And then, in a twinkling, Elf heard from the den The crackling and squeaking of leather and skin. As she drew in her head, and was easing inside, To the kitchen with JULIA—absolutely beaming with pride. The box was not heavy but was delicately brought, To be placed in a chair as everyone sought A glimpse of the machine; the object of joy. A rectangular box that was surely no toy. Elf’s eyes—how they twinkled! Her cheeks bright and rosy! Big Solid’s demeanor became suddenly nosy! His Big Solid mouth was just shy of a smile, And he knew he would enjoy lots of food for a while; The ‘girls gathered ‘round’ as if they just knew That THEY’d get new treats from this machine oh so new. Stella, the poodle, through old eyes barely working, And Belle, the Chihuahua, with her sweetness, came lurking; And MiniPearl ‘micro-dog’ with her eyes just ashine Soon gave Elf a feeling nothing short of sublime. The decision was made to delay gratification, And wait ‘til the morrow for advance preparation. Now the morrow is here and the unpacking begins, And it appears everyone’s faces are awash with full grins! With anticipation and eagerness, the Elf can’t conceal; It’s time to greet JULIA and share her REVEAL, So there is joy and great glee at the Swearengen’s site As we shout “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 22:39:57 +0000