Christmas.

     Well I'm up for the day at 2 in the morning.  Serves me right for following my hibernation instinct.  Went to bed at about 6:30 Sunday night.  It was just so damned cozy.

     Correction.  In the last entry where I said I had the pie in the fridge.  I obviously did mean the freezer.

     Christmas day.  Having survived the dinner from the previous night. Cooked up a small roast, some mashed potatoes reheated on the stove top, candied carrots.  And some instant biscuits.  As I've already mentioned, the dessert was wonderful. 

     We set up some nice wooden snack trays in their bedroom for the dinner.  Don't ask.  Was kind of cool.  Brother in law wasn't terribly drunk, if he drank at all.  We'd have breakfast this way too.

     Pancakes.  Apparently this was a tradition of my brother in laws.  Used to make them from scratch, but that became a hassle.  So we just use Bisquick now. Fried up some bacon too.  All and all a nice treat.

     There were no gifts this year.  Save that we do have a house to live in.  Christmas isn't supposed to be about gifts anyway.  I think we had a good one.

     We actually had a white Christmas.  It had snowed the perfect amount.  Just some on the cars and lawns and it was gone by night.  I went out for a ride in the early afternoon.  Sick of all the togetherness and wanting a smoke.  

     I just drove.  It was kind of neat.  I was surprised to see some other people out too.  For the most part it was quiet.  Not much traffic of any kind.  A few places open here and there.  Just pleasantly drove around.  It's one of the things I do enjoy.

     Got home.  Lunch.  Dinner was.  Sister had chemo sickness.  Think we had some chicken breast I bought.  For the life of me I don't remember the sides.  Finished off the cannoli  cake.  Like I said the perfect size.  And that was it.  

-later