With all of our family living in different states scattered around the country, Terry and I had a quiet Christmas at home, which suited us just fine. Now that all our kids are long since grown and gone, and we don’t have any grandkids near us, neither of us is really that into the holiday anyway.
The day started off with a call from my son Travis, up in Alabama, and then half a dozen text messages and Facebook instant messages from friends and relatives from as close as here in Florida and as far away as England.
While the folks up north were having snow and cold, it was a beautiful day here on the central Florida coast, with temperatures in the mid-60s and a nice breeze blowing most of the day. I thought about you folks in the cold climates shivering and freezing while we sat with the doors and windows open.
Terry made her own version of Egg McMuffin’s for breakfast, then we sat at the table a while after we finished eating just enjoying being together and not having anything we needed to do or anywhere we needed to go.
Once we did get in gear, Terry spent a large part of the day working on her loom, while I was busy messing around on the computer. I had a lot of little projects I needed to catch up on, like running virus scans, sorting through a bunch of junk email to see if there was anything worth taking the time to read (there wasn’t), and then working up some quick synopsis’ for the books I plan to write this year. I never work from an outline, pretty much flying by the seat of my pants when I write, but I do like to start out with just a couple of paragraphs of ideas of where I think the book is going to go. Not that it always gets there, because each book has a mind of its own and takes on its own life, often surprising me by the time I get to the last page.
Our friend Jim Lewis has been under the weather for the last few days, but he was feeling well enough to stop by for a visit in the afternoon. We threw a few games of darts, Jim beating me every time, then returned to the living room and watched television until it was time for dinner.
When we were fulltiming, Terry and I often went to a Chinese restaurant for Christmas dinner, but this year she served us a delicious homemade lasagna. Jim stayed to be with us and then hung around for a while before heading back home.
We wrapped up the evening watching a couple of reruns of Christmas episodes of The Incredible Dr. Pol, about the Michigan veterinarian, on Nat Geo Wild, and then another hour or two on our computers, while I wrote the blog and Terry surfed the web and looked at some new weaving patterns.
Like I said, it was a quiet, laid-back Christmas. No stress, no mess, no more, no less. (Bet you didn’t know I was a poet, too, did you? I didn’t either until just now.)
Before I close for the day, I wanted to share a funny sign perfect for this time of year.
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Thought For The Day – Did you ever notice that the Roman numeral for 40 is XL?