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Show Chatter Box Dear Suzy, We can all heave a sigh of relief now that Christmas is over and we finally made the grade on the X-mas X-mas shopping. Now all we have to do is to sneak into the stores and make exchanges of gifts that we didn't want for those we do want, while the giver isn't there. Men have always laughed at the size of purses that women carry, but during the next few weeks they will come in most handy. Take for instance a case where you are trying to exchange a set of ear muffs sent to you by Aunt Minnie for a pound of butter. And Aunt Minnie walks into the store! At this juncture you can be very happy that your hand bag can hide the ear muffs, as well as many other items that you are in the market for exchanging, so that Aunt Minnie can't see that you are dissatisfied with the gift. Of course, you may never know that she is trying to trade off your present, and all the while you make small talk feeling very cheap over the whole thing. I can say that on the whole I was more than satisfied with my Christmas. Several of my doting fans sent me gifts, nicely wrapped but when shaken gave forth a tell-tale goo-goo, that definitely marked it a most welcome present. pres-ent. These presents never saw the light of Christmas day, as there was no reason for taking a chance that they might get broken and spill all over the rug and eat holes in it. They were dispatched with pleasure and gusto, and thus the rug was spared injury and Christmas Christ-mas day and the days preceding it were seen through super rose-colored rose-colored glasses. Why can't every-j every-j one enter into the spirit of Christmas Christ-mas in the same manner, saving a lot of headaches for the giver, but not to the recipient. Nylons can't be numbered among the gifts I recevied, but I did get a pair of house shoes, a new lip stick, some perfume and a catalog on post-war kitchen appliances with a rather hazy reference that if I was good and didn't take any cracks at people any more I would get one of those gadgets, maybe next Christmas. These kind of times surely make it easy on the men to do their buying. All they say is, "Well next year we can buy something, so we will skip it this year." They get all the breaks, anyway. Now we have to be on our best behavior behav-ior for another 365 days while they make up their minds whether to buy use a mangle, washer, refrigerator, refrig-erator, ra-dio or new axe. Personally Person-ally I am inclned to favor the last choice as being the one we really get while we are all the time hoping hop-ing for one of the others. There is one Christmas -present I got that I would like to exchange for almost anything you have to offer, and that is a nice case of flu. After hearing Doc Sorenson speak so highly of his preventive I gave it a thorough trial, and after af-ter the storms ofthe past week thought the flu was gone for good so dropped the treatment. This was a serious error on my part and the next thing I knew I had the flu and had it bad. Now I can sympathize with those who have had and are having it. Next year I am going to try the garlic system of treament. With this preventive you eat garlic 3 times a day and then on going out to any kind of gathering, you rub it in your hair. The theory is the aroma of the garlic keeps at a safe distance all those who are carrying the flu, and in case of a flu bug breaking through your defense de-fense he is quickly laid low by the powerful anti-flu gas attack. They say it works better than DDT. If I weren't a lady, I would say "Snottily yours," Toots. |