We just finished our post-Christmas Christmas celebration, I’m headed off for a nap but here are a few reasons post-Christmas Christmas rocks, followed by my promised cure for the blues:
- This morning, I walked to the store to buy more eggs for our Christmas pancakes–you can’t pick up forgotten items like that on a Christmas-Day Christmas.
- While we were opening gifts, a DHL truck pulled up and delivered a big Red Envelope box with a big white bow as an extra surprise for Frank–that won’t happen when you open gifts Christmas morning.
- I got (and gave) some really great things this year including a visible clock, a compilation CD of funny songs, and Christopher Moore’s new book The Stupidest Angel.
Last but by no means least, I fell in the fish pond while trying to knock some ice off its waterfall. (A big heaped up snowfall makes ice look just like the stepping stones–and ice that can hold up a blizzard cannot hold up Betsy.) Boy, that really wakes you up! My feet are freezing!
I do recommend a quick dip in our tiny fish pond as something that makes all the rest of your day look great.