...See you next year, babes! December 16, 1996 (and more)

My precious little eggnogs!

Brianna and I are sitting in the back of the trailer composing this week's newsletter. The blender has been going all night and I am not sure where my pusses are! I hope that the two events are not related!

Bless the season. And bless all of you in my trailerpark (local and extended). This is the time of year that I truly get to see who the tackiest of you are. I thought that the couple next door would win this year. They have some lovely wooden deer (white) with big (and I mean BIG) red bows in the front yard. As if any real deer would be caught dead in that color and outfit. Of course they have matched their window sills with a lovely string of red, flashing lights. But, Brianna and Karla found the winner for me. They have (no lie) a big sign up off the state road pointing to their house with the "Drive Through Nativity Scene". They win a sample pack of Pringles and Cheetos and dry margarita mix.

News from the world: What is all this talk on the Internet that we have "Won the war". I am not sure what is going on with AIDS. But you know that I am very happy to hear of anything that involves a "Cocktail" of anything...for a good cause. Please remember...if you are going to Party, wear a Party hat! (Or, Mme. J. Chien...a fashionable beret!)

'Tis the season for social events. Verl dragged (drugged) her tired self and even more tired pinto all over town this weekend with her Karen Carpenter Christmas tape blaring from the one good working speaker. The Raleighwood social scene was a-feverish this weekend. I spent most of the weekend with a drink in one hand and a sugar cookie in the other. I apologize for several things:

1) Knocking over the poinsettia, upon immediately entering the party at the mansion on St. Mary's. Since I was not technically invited to that party, it was a grand way to make an entrance! My stole is at the dry cleaners. Thank you Erika Sparkles for lighting up the room.

2) Forgetting Ronda at the bar and forcing her to talk to K.C. to get a ride home. Yes, Sunshine, you got it right! The Christmas lights on the limo were excessive if you ask me, but remember Ronda is the Bedazzler Queen! That's the way she likes it, uh huh, uh huh!

3) Planting a full, frontal kiss on Rolohantas, in front of her Father! Dad was NOT amused!

There are however several things that I am grateful about in this season:

1) The epileptic who works at my MacDonalds. I have never gotten a full supersized fries from him but I am glad that we are helping the handicapped! He is very sweet and always smiles knowingly at me on those "God, I woke up too late to have hot-cakes" mornings.

2) All the wonderful UPS boys, who have been faithfully visiting me and leaving presents! Too bad it is too cold for shorts!

3) All the terrific people who have come in and out of the trailerpark this year! '97 is soon coming!

Well Gals! This is the old Verl (and Associate Editor, Brianna) signing off for the year. I will be packing my twirl-a-girl and heading to the islands for the traditional champagne and tequila party. You will not be hearing from me until the new year. I hope that you all have a wonderful, sensational time in what ever you do. Please write me at Verlene@datalounge.com and let me know all about your resolutions.

I loVe you all, (really)

And to all, a good night!

Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!