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I really meant to write a blog post yesterday.

I really did.

But the day was full and I never got down to it. And when I did I had done enough and went to bed.

We had a wonderful day. I went early to do a one hour stint at our 24 hour holiday meeting. 6AM. It was, as usual, very good for me.

I met some new folks who usually are not there in the morning. My regular time.

Then home to the boys and opening gifts. Marcus got the most. He is a popular dog.

We thought he might like the paper but I guess that is cats who get all paper drunk. He did play with the gifts and acknowledged each one. He is a gentle soul and just enjoys life. Period. "You want me to play with these? OK. Here goes. Now can we go for a walk or get my breakfast? What about the normal life things?"

As usual, there is a life lesson in there.

So we got off our asses, made breakfast, went for a walk (and a Meeting) and had our day.

Phone calls, a few gifts that just showed up from Santa for both of us. A trick of misinterpreting the "no gifts for us" policy. "Not for you, for us".

Some vivid red mixing utensils. The set. They are nifty. Thank god no clothes. A bread basket out of a metal spiral, a geometry lesson. Sprung coil. And best of all, a new set of "stainless" second eating utensils. Our old ones have wood handles which are now beginning to split. A fork came apart the other day. We have had them a long time. The Santa ones are wood but it is laminated with a stainless edge so you get the effect but still have a strong, durable handle.

I know there are other things but we all tire of hearing of others' good fortune.

On to the day which was very nice.

I will not regale you with how the weather was the perfect kind. Walks later absolutely required to take advantage of that gift.

Christmas supper was left over turkey from the last time I did a breast. It said 110714. Probably. I hold off on turkey in the month before so by the time the big day comes it will be a treat.

Turkey is, hands down, the favorite protein item around here. But you can't eat it every day because the treat aspect would devolve int0 "fuckin' turkey again'.

So it is now officially over. We don't sven think about NYeve. It is not a big deal for us. The turn of the calendar is interesting but kind of irrelevant if you think about it.

One other thing. The gym is closed today. There is total silence around here. I suspect everyone is still having a holiday. Except for the dog who moved in next door who barked at us a lot this morning. Marcus doesn't even pay attention. The airedale's disdain for unseemly behavior. So they got up early. Two women who moved into the rental a couple weeks ago. There has been no real contact and probably will not be any. But who knows. It is a new day.

Oh!

For those who think it important, we had a white christmas too. The mountains made an effort in the last rain and took enough snow to make it glisten. As children listened to hear sleigh bells, day day day day dahhhhhhh!

Of course, very few people have a white christmas, even the little baby. It is all a result of Irving Berlin. An atheist jew who wrote really great music. Like a machine, he turned them out. Jewels.

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