I just got an e-mail that included, among expressions of dissatisfaction, this picture:
Apparently following the pattern isn't what was required here. She would like me to "advise, please." I would like to tell her to stuff the stockings where the sun don't shine, but I think that might not be in the true spirit of Christmas.
In the meantime, there's so much fuming going on in my head, I'm getting worried.
Seriously, what do I do? Homicide is likely not an option, since we know them through my husband's work, which is law enforcement, so not so great on the escape plan....