"Expect the first on the eve of Christmas Eve, when the bell tolls seven -- and you're seated in your usual booth at the Mexican restaurant near your home."
"Expect the second, on the next night at the same hour when you dine at home. The third on Christmas morning. Look to see me no more; and look that for your own sake you remember what has passed between us!"
After he had said these words, I backed away and departed from the store.
I was visited by the first of three Christmas Spirits who are to call on me this weekend.
For Christmas Eve Eve, I was visited by 1800 Tequila in the form of a Margarita on the rocks with salt.
"Your welfare!” said the Spirit.
I expressed that a night of unbroken rest would have been more conducive to that end.
The Spirit then said immediately: “Your reclamation, then. Take heed!”
I took heed forthwith.
I was visited by the second of three Christmas Spirits who are to call on me this weekend.
For Christmas Eve, I was visited by Woodford Reserve Rye Whiskey in the form of an Apple Cider Smash
“You have never seen the like of me before?” he exclaimed. "I am the Spirit of Christmas Eve. Look upon me."
I looked up reverently.
"Tonight, if you have aught to teach me," I said, "let me profit by it," and I held it fast.
The Spirit was greatly pleased to find me in this mood and looked upon me with great favor (and great flavor too!)
I was visited this morning by the third of three Christmas Spirits who were to call on me this weekend. 'Twas in the form of a holiday Raspberry Rum Punch.
The Spirit sat merrily but silently as I approached. It seemed to embody the joy of the season -- but with a taste for mystery.
Now used to ghostly company by this time, I gazed upon the silent shape with intense anticipation.
"Am I in the presence of the Spirit of Christmas Yet to Rum?" I asked.
The libation remained silent.
"I have anticipated you more than any spectre I have encountered. And as I know your purpose is to do me good, I am prepared to bear you company, and do it with a thankful heart."
It stood in silence.
"Lead on," I said. "Lead on."
And the angel said unto me, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tequila & limes, which shall be for margaritas (on the rocks with salt). For unto you is born this day in the city's best Tex-Mex restaurant a phoned-in order, which is Nachos with fresh-made guacamole. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the Nachos wrapped in a to-go box lying near the host stand. And suddenly there was with the angel (& me) a multitude of heavenly thoughts praising the restaurant staff, and saying, Glory to You in the highest, And on earth peace and tasty Margaritas for all.