So we are just doing the relaxing thing on Christmas Day since we worked at Christmas Eve to prepare the main gig. We did wake up to a white Christmas. Not as huge as was predicted but it was something. I made money yesterday and did a few things but today I am planted on the couch (deep couch sitting) and playing on the comp. Of coarse telly is on and I am watching Niki on Rehab Attic.
Old dogs went out, did their thing and promptly returned to the warmth of the front room, Wesley's office. The little dog put her pink polka dotted fleece on, went down the stairs and tried to return. Not a chance. Duty calls. Chickens made their way out to their run to eat and drink and then they returned to their coop. Too cold for anyone even at 32 degrees F.
So dinner was a strange case of melancholy and since I forgot the cranberries and I still had Linda's homemade cranberry sauce in the freezer, I took a sparing amount for dinner. So it became more melancholy. I stayed up late to watch Crime shows with retired detective Kenda. A whole lot of slaughter and mayhem and occasionally I threw in a DIY show. Finally I passed out and woke at 6 am feeling like I have slept in.
Sun is now out and will probably melt everything off and become an ice sheet tonight:)
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