How The Grinch Stole Christmas


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No good deed goes unpunished. That saying was never more true than on Saturday night. But first, let me backtrack a little. My Office Manager, Cathy and I took a quick getaway Caribbean cruise the first week of December, so I was naturally finding it a little difficult to dive into the Christmas spirit. Nevertheless, I forged ahead and on Saturday bought a beautiful Christmas tree. (Even better, I purchased it locally from the family that sets up on the north side of Dundas, east of Trafalgar – you pay a little more, but the knowledge of the staffers and quality of the trees makes it worth it and then some!) By late Saturday afternoon my abundance of tree decorations were hung and the tree was stunning. Okay, I thought…I’m feeling a little Christmassy. This is good. So off I went that evening to the Free Public Skate I sponsored at the River Oaks Community Centre. My Skating Santa showed up and Matt from RBC (my co-sponsor) was there. It was all good. People came. They skated. They wiped out. They got up again. They got candy canes from the Skating Santa. Fun. Fun all around. That is, of course, until the Grinch struck. I’m very sad to report that Cathy and I locked our purses in Change Room B, along with Santa’s gear. Seemed safe enough. Cathy was given the key. What could go wrong? Well we didn’t find out until later that evening, when Cathy went to pay for something – a thief had struck and taken all her cash out of her wallet. I checked mine, and same thing. What a lousy end to a great evening of skating. Humanity can really disappoint sometimes. As Scrooge would say, Bah Humbug. You are a mean one, Mr. Grinch!!