The Mahoneys were here. Not all of them. Just enough. For a party. That is good. I got some cheezes. Thank you Saint Newton. Good for me.
Emmet finished his way long story for his dangerous people class. He is happy. He slept all in today. Ha. Then he had to go find secret presents for everybody.
Niamh and Craig went shopping too. And went to a nice restraurent for their lunch. I guarded the house. And our beautiful giant Merry Christmas tree.
They brought home secret presents. Craig hid them. I know where. But it is a secret. It is known.
Mister Mike's fix the car store fixed Zita's gold big car. It was just a little fix. That is good.
Zita had to go to the way small office today. Because of all the very important lists. She took the all fixed up gold car.
She had to go to a way nice restraurent. For lunch. With table sheets. It is a beautiful clothes restraurent. Where the waiters do not have any names. I could not go. I do not have a jacket. Or a tie. Just my Scotsman coat. For the way too cold. Oh well.
Craig has a tie. From his long time ago way way old school in far away England. It is in the scary basement. He does not know where. So he cannot go to way nice restraurents either. Too bad for us.
Craig wrapped up lots more secret presents. With everybodies name on them.
They are not the special Saint Santa's presents. Saint Santa brings them. When everybody is all asleep. For the baby Jesus's birthday. It is known. The baby Jesus had a nice dog. Good for him. Craig told me.
Emmet is going to make Irish chicken tonight. Because Zita has to make all the important lists all right. And maybe she cannot have her dinner with us. Oh dear. Niamh is going to make the vegetables. All tastey.
Craig can only put out all the knives and forks. And light the beautiful candles. We always have candles at our dinners. It is known.
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