ONE DAY AT A TIME

It never fails.

Every year I make it a point to buy a bunch of calendars to give as Christmas presents.

Last year, I had so many calendars left over that I put one in every room of my house. Then my dentist, insurance company and heater man sent me a few more.

I didn't need one at work because the company provides generic calendars for employees, so I was deluged with calendars for 2006.

This year I decided not to buy any.

And yes, you guessed it, I didn't get one calendar ... from anyone.

Of course after the new year, the selection of calendars (that you have to stare at all year long) is sparse, which is why I'm now looking at Dora the Explorer.


P.S. I considered buying the one title "Men are like ..." but there were way too many pictures of half-naked young men in it. I figured I wouldn't know what month it was flipping from page to page all day long.