On this second day of Christmas I awoke to the welcome sound of rain falling on a thirsty landscape. Shortly after sunrise it turned to snow.
Elizabeth had come in to tell me about the rain, and then crawled into bed with me because the house was chilly. Luke was already snuggled up on my other side.
We’ll spend today decking the halls and keeping the woodstove roaring hot, with holiday music providing a warm soundtrack in the background. Normally we start decorating for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving, but yesterday we’d actually braved the Temecula Black Friday crowds to see a movie (The Fantastic Mr. Fox, which I loved but the kids didn’t really get) and to replace our tired old picture-tube tv with a newer model. The crowds actually weren’t bad at all, even at Best Buy. I think we have the dismal economy to thank for that, but I was grateful anyway.
Elizabeth is getting restless; she wants me to stop typing and start clearing off the window seat so we can hang up the garlands and stuff. Guess I should go do that.
Happy Holidays, everyone! May you be wealthy in love and music and just the right amount of snow: the true riches of this season. Like even the Grinch eventually realized, the things that truly matter don’t come from a store. I think that’s a concept we can all embrace as the economy crashes and burns around us.
Remember to hug someone today!
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