|Bill and Ron's 2014 Christmas cards - Our Gift to each other (no money - it's the thought that counts)|
Good morning folks! I hope you're having a wonderful Christmas Day. Bill and I had our usual Christmas Day which is much like all of our other days, except that we exchange Christmas cards. This is our special tradition.
Years ago I used to do up Christmas big time when I had a nephew and four nieces who were young and greedy for gifts. Also I did the Christmas gift thing at work and with friends but I gave up that "tradition" years ago. I felt like I was being pushed by the commercialization of Christmas to to the Christmas Shopping Thing so I got out of that rat race and never have regretted it since. I'm not knocking those traditions for others but it didn't work for us.
I got in late last night from work at the hotel. Only five rooms rented; four couples and one single man. I passed out Christmas gifts made by the owner of the hotel (two candy cane sleds filled with four candy bars and wrapped with a festive Christmas ribbon).
Twas a quiet night at the hotel, which was just fine with me. When I left in the drizzly rain and mild temperatures I heard folks singing "Silent Night" at the nearby St. Peter's Episcopal Church.I took an impromptu video to share forever the true spirt of Christmas. Even though I'm not formally religious I do (sometimes) get caught up in the drama of Christmas. Hey, maybe there is something to Christmas after all. Don't quote me though.
This morning I took us for a drive. One of the things I love about Christmas is how the roads are deserted. Why can't they be like that all the time? Never mind, I know the answer to that question.
Usually on Christmas day I gather up old bread, cereal, crackers or whatever else (sliced fat off of my last beef stew recipe) for the sea gulls at Rehoboth Beach. They're always there waiting for me and they DO appreciate my Christmas "gift" to them.
On the way down to the beach I found a little unexpected gift of my own. The top of my window shield is cracked. I couldn't believe it. A small crack but still cracked. Great. All the years I've been driving and never a cracked window shield. Now for all that aggravation of arranging to getting it fixed. I'll call my insurance company tomorrow to see if they'll cover it. They'll be surprised to hear from me because I've never called them. My luck they probably won't cover it. Oh well, here we go again.
I hope everyone reading this meandering, Christmas Day blog of mine is having a wonderful Christmas Day themselves and don't received any unexpected "gifts" like I received this morning.