I was breaking up a dead fall branch and jamming it into the next brush pile I planned on burning. I saw Joe my neighbor coming out of his multi-car shed there next door. I waved the stick I was working on at him and shouted, "Merry Christmas Joe".
Joe looked up. He mumbled something like he always does. Louder this time, "I can't hear you Joe", I waved the stick at him again and shouted "Merry Christmas".
Joe stopped and looked up at the sky. Loud enough this time for me to hear, "Supposed to snow tonight." He turned around and walked back into his multi-car shed.
Ya'll have nice low key holiday season, ya hear? We always keep it low key here in Maine.