The elf on the shelf hasn’t talked, Hasn’t told me a darned thing.
No matter. The master elf took his deer away without cleaning the roof anyhow.
Renter brought over some beans and cornbread. Love the stuff. Even better was the fudge his mother sent over. Merciful Heaven’s that was good stuff. She also included some peppermint fudge That wasn’t quit as satisfying as the chocolate fudge.
Anyhow, the day came, endured, and went with little incident. The football games were long awaited and eagerly consumed by my watchful eye. I was not impressed by a three hundred man throwing a pass – but I was very impressed by his levitating himself as high as he did while throwing that ball.
Spring weeather yesterday. It is turning into another like it today.
From the reaches,