happy egg and nog old bean!
it’s finally here.
christmas eve is upon us.
all the big busyness should maybe be over for you.
i hope you can relax just a little now!
that’s really what it’s all about charlie brown.
simple happiness and peace.
and so . . .
like the card says.
” welcome! “
stretch your legs a bit here.
from the little wren house
to your house!
it was quite the road trip.
i haven’t been anywhere in so long . . .
it might as well have been to europe for all the excitement i felt! LOL.
‘course it apparently doesn’t take much for some people. 😀
much fun was had by all.
i am tired to the bone. but it’s the happiest tired in the world.
with my little buddy jacob . . .
army. YES. outside. i wore a flack jacket and a helmet.
i think i was a general. not sure.
i also played
king arthur and princess roxanne.
it’s a favorite. we have to take the excalibur from the stone always
and then we have to knight the king. and then of course there are battles.
then . . .
he played all by himself for i don’t know how long
with a HUGE cardboard box which morphed into MANY things.
he even slept in it one night by the fireplace!
though mostly jacob slept on the loveseat and i slept on the sofa.
the marine had the guest room upstairs.
i didn’t do the stairs all that well. so it worked out just fine.
and jacob and i always like to talk after lights out anyway.
it’s a good time to just visit.
i hope he keeps that imagination of his forever.
i also had long wonderful often funny talks with blake.
sometimes it’s hard to believe he’s 14!
he talks like someone much older. he’s a love.
then we ate. we ate out a lot.
then we ate in a lot. LOLOL!
didn’t make it to old town. but i hardly noticed!
everything was beautiful.
lights. the mountains. grins and laughter.
little dog watson slept every night with me.
a white furball of pure affection.
and once even little cat max came and sat long on my lap.
a treasured moment. and rare!
i felt honored.
it even snowed a little while we were there.
in the high mountains it snowed all one night.
they were covered with white the next morning! great for the skiers.
and yet in the valley . . . very little.
just a dusting to make it look pretty.
when we drove back home last night
all the roads were dry thank goodness.
but the trees here at home are all laden with heavy ice.
the ice storm came here the very next day after we left for albuquerque!
many limbs are broken all over our city. as always.
and yet it’s so very beautiful.
sad that it’s such damage as well.
and now . . .
here it is . . . christmas eve.
i’m sure this will be the last year jacob believes in santa.
he told me in a very conspiratorial tone . . .
” you know tam . . . the big kids are saying that it’s your mom and dad.
but i just don’t buy that. it think they’re wrong.
i just feel like santa is real. i feel it in my gut. “
but i did not laugh when he told me this.
he was sharing something very serious.
if his little ‘gut’ wants to believe one more year . . .
well . . . i think it’s wonderful. i love the magic of childhood.
many modern parents now think the santa thing should be done away with.
i say . . .
let them have the magic of believing if they want to.
childhood only comes once. and it is so fleeting.
it should be special.
oh. and he told me he really wants a tuxedo.
he thinks he would look pretty cool in a tuxedo.
good grief charlie brown! this kid!
he’s our character.
i don’t know about you.
but i’m going to have a very very very relaxing evening.
this morning the marine brought me the whole series of
the BBC Scotland production of
‘ monarch of the glen. ‘
our town library has wonderful dvds to check out
free of course! and so he did!
SO . . .
i’ll be keeping that popcorn bowl full and
transporting myself to bonny old scotland later on this christmas eve!
not sure if they’re totally happy about it!
but how can it be christmas here at the wren house
without at least one picture of a dog? LOL.
this one is courtesy of the tartan scot blog. a favorite of mine.
well old bean.
it’s christmas eve afternoon.
and i’m about to have a cup of cocoa and tuck into a great book.
i’m reading a cosy little english murder mystery!
then maybe a nap.
being alone on the holidays is pretty grand.
one thing’s for sure. you can do just what you darn well please!
til soon dear old bean.
and happiest egg and nog always to you!