Monday, December 24, 2012

Merry Christmas

Look who found under the tree.  Duke and Roscoe are enjoying some quiet time before the chaos of present unwrapping begins.

It's a quiet Christmas Eve afternoon at the Hobbled house.  Shana is upstairs wrapping presents.  John is not feeling well - sore throat and general crud.  We just finished reading some old Christmas favorites while wrapped in a blanket on the couch.  We read Polar Express, A Stranger in the Woods, and The Christmas Ship.  Not exactly aimed at 7th graders - but it's Christmas Eve - and when you don't feel well they work just fine.

Maria is off a friends house - but we have to fetch her soon as we all head over to my Mom's for Christmas Eve dinner and presents tonight.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Now It's Time to Shop

December 21 – the Christmas shopping season has begun.  Time to hit the stores!  

“But John – you’re late,” you say.  

No, I’m right on time.  

For years I beat myself up for not shopping earlier.  Why couldn’t I be like those folks roaming through stores in September and thinking, “Why that’s the perfect gift for Cousin Ned,” – and then actually purchasing it, taking it home, and storing it away for Christmas.  I’ve made my peace with the fact that I’m not an early shopper.
Despite living less than a mile south of Rosedale, I’ll probably frequent the small stores – not because I’m a shop-local zealot – but because the older I get, the more uncomfortable I feel in large malls. 

Happy Solstice

I heard on the radio this morning that winter officially began at 5:13 am.  I woke early this morning.  When I looked at the clock it was 5:14.  I’d like to think I awoke after feeling the earth shift – but it was probably just Duke or the cats making some strange noise.  

 Either way – I rolled over and went back to sleep.  Earth – carry on.