THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
SCOTT & STEVE AND BEST FRIENDS…WHAT YEAR?
Oh the weather outside is ….sunny, not too cold, ordinary….it’s Albuquerque. It is Sunday evening, December 21, 2014 and an official (not really) blog holiday.
I am taking a blogging, poetry, agonizing-about-book-writing, planning-how-to-be-perfect-in-2015 holiday until December 28th.
A week to write when I’m not distracted, watch mysteries on Netflix, cook Christmas eve supper for the family, begin my Oscar movie watching, open my presents (why do they come in these little tiny packages…are they around-the-world-plane-tickets or socks?) AND tonight watch PBS British stuff for hours. Why do I love it so much?
Even though Christmas is NOT my favorite holiday—far from it—nevertheless it’s been fun picking out just the right thing for my quite wonderful family and being generally a little lazy. But now I need further rest to prepare for MY FAVORITE HOLIDAY, NEW YEAR’S EVE when I finalize that list of resolutions and begin my new perfect lifestyle.
Here are a few more photos from olden times to celebrate The Holidays.
SCOTT AND HIS ‘YOUNG’ MOM…
SCOTT AND DAD, PRESENT OPENING TIME.
LOOKS LIKE A LOT OF LEFTOVER PIECES.
AAAHHH….
FINALLY, THE BROTHER HAS ARRIVED. I think these are Christmas books…It’s in the Philippines.
BACK TO A FAMILY CHRISTMAS, EARLY 70s?
Nice Christmas memories. I can never remember an unhappy Christmas for any reason, well, they are a bit sad now, because I miss my Dad and Mom, but so happy I got to spend time with them when I moved back to Delaware. Marjorie, in one of those pictures you look like you are 12 years old..were you a child bride from the North Country?