Maybe I was tired or maybe I was homesick; when I heard Nat King Cole singing “The Christmas Song” at a weekend antique show and I looked at this ugly decoration, tears welled up in my eyes. Then one slid down my cheek and I said to myself “I want to go home.”
No chicken-riding Santa Claus is allowed in my Coop this Christmas. There. I said it.
Not at $34, it certainly isn’t.
Because today you could buy an ounce of silver for that much.
I think I’ll take my nickels down to the coin shoppe soon! Thanks for the tip, Not Reggie! Stay gold!