Are You Sure That’s What They Meant by Boxing Day?

I married a shop-o-holic. It's true. Well, it was. Heidi has informed me that she no longer shops like she used to. Now that she's working all the time, I guess she's right. Even so, her family seems to have this uncanny knack for finding a good deal. Maybe it's just an instinct you develop when you're one of nine kids.

Case in point: Last week I got a phone call from my wife at work.

Heidi: Hey Doug…my sister can get you boxers from Old Navy for 80 cents apiece. Are you interested?

Doug: I guess so, sure. I mean I guess as long as you don't mind your sister seeing my underwear. What's the catch?

Heidi: Most of what's on clearance are the Xmas prints.

Doug: Ok, that's a little weird, but I guess it's not like anyone is ever going to actually see them, right? Right???

Deck the balls…

Umm, yeah. Welcome to the Humphries' house: Where the holidays are long gone, but it's still Xmas in my pants. I guess this means I have to stop making fun of people who leave their lights up all year.

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