Hi Kathryn!
December 4th
Trying to scoop this door early? Lois, Clark says patience is a virtue (and so does Santa)!
You know, if someone dyslexic reads this, putting “Santa says patience is a virtue” out there that’s just too funny!
leaving the city draped in shades of gray.
And now we have “Shades of Gray”. Is the virtuous Lois tempted by Satan and his 50 Shades of December Grey?
Quietly slipping out of bed, she padded into the kitchen, determined to surprise him.
SUPERMAN: A five-alarm fire, Lois? You couldn’t just *kiss* me awake?
LOIS: I only made *coffee*!
At the time, she’d needed a little space to process everything, but when the dust settled, she’d stumbled on the perfect mug:
"Sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is just be yourself."
Awwww
“Well, good morning,” Clark said from behind her, already dressed and ready. “You’re full of surprises today.”
“Don’t get used to it,” Lois teased, a smirk playing on her lips. “Mad Dog Lane has got a reputation to protect.”
As long as we’re talking about surprises, I’m thinking her reputation is safe.
Clark chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist. “So, what’s the occasion? You’re pampering me - there’s got to be an angle.”
She needs someone to stand guard while she investigates the bank manager’s private vault.
“Can’t I just do something nice for my husband?” she asked, tilting her head and leaning up to kiss him.
Oh, look, all those beautifully flashing alarm lights! How Christmassy
“Today’s tradition is tied to Saint Barbara’s Day. I learned about it in Lithuania. People cut branches from cherry or apple trees and bring them indoors. If the branches bloom by Christmas, it’s a sign of good luck and prosperity.”
/presses hands to head/ This this does not indicate “cherries” and “babies”. This this does not indicate “cherries” and “babies”. This this does not indicate “cherries” and “babies”.
“These should do,” he said with a smile. “Now we just need to give them a little warmth and care.”
Awwww
Before they could say more, Perry strolled over, coffee cup in hand. He gestured at the vase on Lois’s desk. “What’s that? New Christmas decor?”
Right now, it’s a leafless, dried up branch sitting in a vase on Lois’s desk. How does Perry notice that it’s new?
Perry studied the branch with interest. “Good luck, huh? Well, we could use some of that. Christmas season’s a snooze-fest for news.”
People already getting tired of reading the 23rd story of how Superman took care of a Christmas tree fire within a week?
“This,” he said, gesturing to the creamy drink, “is Aguonų pienas - poppy seed milk.
Okay, and now I’m flashing to “milk of the poppy” from Game of Thrones
Lois set the mug down and leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder. “You’re such a sap, you know that?”
“And you love me for it,” he teased, wrapping an arm around her.
She tilted her head up, meeting his eyes. “Yeah, I do.”
They sat in peaceful silence, the fire’s warmth and rain’s gentle rhythm wrapping them in calm.
They *are* cute!
Michael
