We opened our gifts, rather late in the morning. The girls are past the "get-up-at-the-crack-of-dawn" phase, and prefer to catch a few more winks. The Missus and I were admonished Christmas eve, not to get up and start breakfast. Youngest and Eldest had decided that was a bit of their Christmas present to the parents. Amid much laughter ( starting with "Christmas is a great day of......munching"), chocolate chip pancakes, with homemade blackberry sauce materialized, along with poached eggs.
I had mentioned that the gifts under the tree, were in a reduced fashion this year - perhaps I lied. That was the noble goal, but I didn't see anyone suffering to any great extent.
Yours truly got a tie, tie clip, slippers and housecoat. I know they are all the standard fare for Dads, but each one has a story, and were actually very carefully thought-out gifts. The tie is another Christmas tie - which raises my total holiday ties to 9. The slippers were lovely moccasins. Unfortunately they were a size too small for my 'ugly little hobbit feet' (as my offspring lovingly refer to my lower appendages). The Missus gladly traded me for her slightly worn moccasins, which were a bit saggy on her - so both of us are happy, with toasty feet. The housecoat - well being the only male, in the house of estrogen, it is necessary for me to dress somewhat appropriately in lounging wear. Even now as I sit at the computer, I'm wrapped up nice and snug in my new housecoat -- it may even save on the heating bill.
Oh yes and there's new jammy bottoms -- hah, like they'll be mine ever - I saw Youngest casting covetous glances their direction before the wrapping paper was even completely removed. There were also a couple new bottles of exotic cooking sauces.
My brother and his dog, Abby and I went for a nice long hike through the back woods - trespassing all over the place, but we only left tracks and took pictures.
|John and Abby, fresh home from our walk|
Then we came home and prepared the Christmas
Then it was just a pleasant evening of relaxing, dozing and lolling about in the hot-tub.
I like Christmas.
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And that's about all I have to say for today.
Musings and Meanderings from the Musical Gardener.