I admit I am one of those. You know, the people who still have Christmas decorations up on Jan. 25. (Hey, at least I took my tree down!) So here I am today, wrapping up the much-loved manger scene my dad gave me when the phone rings. Unknown caller. I'm planning to ask the telemarketer to take my number off her roster when a woman asks to speak with "Mr. Joseph." When I say there's no one here by that name, she says, "How about Mary Joseph? There's no Mary Joseph there?"
Well, there's a Mary and Joseph here. But they're in bubblewrap and can't come to the phone right now.