JumpStart by Robb Armstrong for December 03, 2017

Do not shop for tree and text.

DUH!

nice kindling you got there

Charlie Brown’s Christmas tree. I’ve actually got one.

Did we forget something, Marcy?

DOH!!

Time to be tested for Alzheimer’s.

Way before texting existed I drove home with the groceries on the car roof. Luckily, ‘home’ was just blocks away.

Oops.

Needle-less to say…

Long before meeting my husband we were sitting on a porch chair and a car drove by and a PD after lights flashing, the car stopped and little girls favorite doll on top of a car. That officer knows little girls love their doll.

Whelp I’d hate to be Marcy right now, who knows how long and how many trees she had to look at let a lone how much she paid for it

And in the process now two trees will die for that, the one gone and the one she’d get next, shame shame!

My son was allergic to the mold that was on the tree. We strapped it to the top of the car and took it through a BRUSHLESS car wash. Worked fine…no asthma attack.

It’s worse when it’s a couple of expensive bicycles that you forgot were on the roof rack as you pull into the garage.

Where were the rest of the family? Surely someone would have screamed, "DON"T WASH THE TREE!"