Have a wonderful, peaceful day Published December 25, 2016 8:40 am by Claire Published in Miscellaneous Previous Post Weekend links Next Post Monday freedom question: Virtues and other aspirations
Thank you, Claire.
And Merry Christmas to you.
Merry Christmas Claire! Hope you’re having a warm and wonderful holiday!
And to you, too, Claire.
I am having a deep Christmas this year. The decorations. The songs. The Xmas cards and letters. Watching he remastered “White Christmas” last night and this morning (we were too tired to watch it all the way through last night). Visiting with my 91 year old mother yesterday. My wife and I exchanging Xmas stockings this morning. My wife making a sinfully wonderful Caramel French Toast this morning. A light dusting overnight that made everything clean and white this morning. The stunning tree and front porch Xmas lights.
I’ve fallen in love with this Xmas.
There was a time when I cared so little for this holiday that I dreaded its arrival. Not this year. Probably my most fulfilling Xmas ever.
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Thank you, Pat and coloradohermit. Hermit, I hope you’re nicely out of the big blizzard.
Ron Johnson — “I’ve fallen in love with this Xmas.” And that is one of the nicest things you could ever want to hear. I’m so glad for you!
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Happy holidays to everyone. The blizzard is doing nicely here, and I’m about to indulge myself in a second pot of pumpkin spice coffee. That helps me resist doing the baking I usually enjoy at this time of year. With nobody to help me eat it… well, you know what happens. 🙂
Happy Hanukkah and a Merry Christmas to everyone!
We’re not in the blizzard, but did wake up to 4-6 inches of lovely fresh snow. Today the wind gusts are getting up to about 60mph per the weather channel so it’s lots of white out ground blizzard moments.
I’m having a particularly reminiscent traditional Christmas, which seems to happen more often as I get older and the family and friends who created the traditions are gone. Mom’s cookies and her clam dip recipe. Grandma’s garlic cheese bread with dinner. Both sweet potato and acorn squash for Mom and Grandpa who couldn’t tell the difference and claimed to hate the one they didn’t usually have. The little tree is decorated only with old nostalgic or homemade decorations(some from Mom and Dad’s first Christmas in 1945) and the tinsel was applied 1 strand at a time per Daddy’s annual instructions. It’s topped with a raggedy little old angel that was given to me in the second grade, 58 years ago and has lost a bit of her stuffing over the years, Presents don’t matter much anymore and are usually utilitarian things that we’d have bought anyway.
That sounds kind of melancholy, but it isn’t. Ron J’s comment got me thinking and I hope that he is having the kind of Christmas that will linger into the future and always make it full of lovely traditions and memories.
Sunny and comfortable in south Jawgia. Small gathering of friends for more than enough turkey’n’fixin’s and smiling conversation. Love and affection from the cats and dogs, showing us their most sincere looks of “Me? Feed me?” You know the drill. 🙂
A good day.
Best to alla y’all.
You too, Claire. <3
May all your problems be little ones, Claire. 🙂
Merry Xmas to all and especially to Claire for being a spot of sanity in this ever increasingly insane world of ours.
Merry Christmas to you Claire. I often think of my mother when I read about your comings and goings, (sometimes calling my mom after visiting here). Sadly, my mom had a heart attack and died today. She seemed in excellent health and only earlier this month I retrieved her from eastern Washington so she could see her young grandkids dancing in the Nutcracker. Needless to say, it’s been a rough day for me. Cherish those you love now, cause life never goes to plan. Daisy is still health and happy, (and came in very handy today). In 50 minutes this will no longer be the day my mother died.
Shared a lazy day with my wife, and our eldest daughter who is visiting for several days. Skyped our younger daughter and grandkids. Feasted on ham, potatoes, green beans, chocolate pumpkin cake. (Daughter’s contribution.)
My gifts consisted of armament and meat. Two new daggers for renaissance costuming and beef logs. It doesn’t get any better.
Merry Christmas, all.
Oh, FishOrMan, there are just no words. To have your mother die suddenly. On Christmas. That is cruel.
For her, it may have been better than a lingering, dependent death, but for you and yours, sad beyond all consideration. I’m glad — and your kids will be glad one day — that their grandmother got to see them dancing the Nutcracker in her final days. My thoughts are with you.