Talladega Nights fans will get it...

Dear Lord baby Jesus, lyin' there in your ghost manger, just lookin' at your Baby Einstein developmental videos, learnin' 'bout shapes and colors... little Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Baby Jesus, don’t even know a word yet, just a little infant, so cuddly, but still omnipotent...

I would like to thank you for the three kings of outdoor apparel: Sirs Northface, LL. Bean, and Lands' End. Because of their gifts I was able to brave the icy winds and general blizzardry on my trek to 28th street today. Yes, church may have been cancelled (boo hoo!), and carol sing may have been canceled (boo hoo again!), and I-94 was closed because of a 40+ car pileup that included 12 semis, but by golly, we made it to Michael's Arts and Crafts and my beloved Schuler's. But not without a hat, down coat, gloves, polar fleece, boots, and long johns.

Oh, and a brave little red Ford Focus.