December 25, 2008
Another holiday. Another Christmas.
Wake up at 10, after a night up til 4:00 a.m., waiting for the paperboy to come by so I can give him a $20 gift card and some cookies. He looked surprise.
Sunny day. And warm. The kind of day that makes you look through the dusty window, past the bamboo and want to get out.
But the late night and the amount of alcohol has slowed my responses.
A night of working on a calendar for a laid off friend, a night spent working on a Christmas video for YouTube, a night looking thorough some old notes and books. Christmas eve
I believe they call it.
So today was spent avoiding the chatter of the Gilmore Girls, watching and feeding the yard critters, watching the sunshine reflect on the wooden beamed walkway. A day spent making a guitar Christmas CD.
Last year this time I was as giddy as a schoolboy. But time marches on.
So as families sit beside the fire, opening packages, and sharing the warmth of each other, I will enjoy the day.
Happy birthday Jesus. Enjoy the day.
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