To My Secret Santa, whomever.

We're decorating for the holidays at Chez Fortunato and last night it went like this:

Fort: What color tree would you like this year, my peach?

Mrs. Fortunato: Mistletoe.

Fort: Mistletoe!!! What an answer.

Mrs. Fortunato: Jeepers, don't you like to hang a little bouquet of mistletoe, Mr. Fort?

Baby Fortunato: He's too shy, Ma.

Fort:I am not shy. But what good is mistletoe? Catch somebody under it, and it's either somebody you can kiss anyway, like your wife, or you get a slap in the chops before you can point up to it. Mistletoe! That's just poison ivy with berries!



So you can see Santa I need to work on my Holiday Spirits (Think I'll go get a quart or too!)

I'm sure your wonderful package will boost them. We'll hang your card and picture on the tree if it doesn't frighten the children

Thanks and Happy Holidays!

Fortunato