Got a funny little spat with the vets around me.

[Lady Freedom Returns]

Mainly about how I'm going to celebrate. They want me to have some turkey and fixings. Many of them are going to have it delivered to them from the VA. They want to share some with me.

I keep telling them I got my Chinese tonight and my tamales for tomorrow. It's my way of celebrating, I'm fine.

But they are grumbling. I don't think I'm winning.

[Arne]

1. Grumble is ok.

Don't Rumble or Tumble.

[Lady Freedom Returns]

2. I feel like I'm their little sister.

They are always asking how I'm doing when I'm setting outside. Always asking if I've eaten. Even offering to pick me up stuff from the store. Heck, they keep bringing me a sode or a coffee.

I keep telling them I am fine and I can get stuff when I need it, but they don't seem to want to listen.

[tavernier]

3. Once a hero

Always a hero!
Give them a hug for me.

Merry Christmas, Lady!

[Lady Freedom Returns]

4. Merry Christmas to you too!

The women vets are always asking if any of the guys are getting me problems and if so, which one so they can have a "talk" with them.The guys also want to know if anyone is bothering me.

It is nice to have someone watching my six. In my case a whole bunch watching.

[MyOwnPeace]

5. "I keep telling them I got my Chinese tonight....."

Make them serenade you!

"Deck the halls with boughs of haurry,
Fa, rah, rah, rah, rah,
Fa, rah, rah, rah!"*

*(a tribute to Jean Shepherd!)

[Lady Freedom Returns]

6. Oh, they will be out singing.

Got to keep doing stuff to fight the dullness. We all keeping social destance and not going out and about unnecessarily.

Got to keep depression at bay the best we can.