Daniel’s home, and we’ve managed to slip into calling him Daniel and using the masculine pronoun with no difficulty at all. Tim is having his ups and downs in Tahoe but I’m hoping more up than down. I had to miss my Al-Anon meeting, which was not a Good Thing, The roads were icy, trucks were sliding around, and a tanker was stalled on a hill. No way I was going to try to pass it, no way to go around, so I turned around and came back.
At least we’ve got snow, though it’s going to be in the 50’s in a couple of days so no white Christmas. Which is just as well, since I have to go to the graveyard to light luminarias on the graves of all the dead ones … Jesus, no wonder I’m fighting depression.
But I digress …
(Just a small bah humbug – I watched the George C. Scott version of a Christmas Carol and felt as manipulated as I do when I watch a Hallmark movie. I doubt the Cratchits were any happier than the working poor today. Then again, I’ve always hated Charles Dickens except for a Christmas Carol, so now I can add that. Though I still love A Muppet Christmas Carol. And I bet Alastair Sim wouldn’t have made me feel manipulated).
How are you guys doing? Going crazy? Fighting off the holiday blues? Done your shopping and cooking and sewing? Family arrived to the smell of brewing coffee?
Stop it, Krissie.
We’ll go see Star Wars tomorrow night. And all will be well, all manner of things shall be well.
So enough about ol’ Ebenezer here in Vermont. How’s about you?
And a little quiz. One of those photos is from this morning, one from three years ago. Can you tell which?
Oh, I just heard that it’s the Solstice! Okay, I’ll celebrate the Solstice and short days! That I can be into.