Sunday, December 17, 2017

Ho, Ho, Ho, Merry Christmas
Since I some what resemble Santa Claus, I do get some double takes from the youngsters and I have been asked if I am Santa. My answer is always, "No, I'm not Santa but I know him. Have you been naughty or nice." Invariably the answer is always "Nice" with a sheepish look. It seems that the Christmas season has lost it's focus for the reason of the season.  

This year the retail stores started their Christmas thrust right after Labor Day and really geared up after Halloween.  I'm not a Scrooge by any means and I do like the decorating and .... cookies yum. There's no such thing as a bad cookie.  Same with apple pie but you already know that if you been following my blog. I still work for apple pie, apple crisp, apple any thing. This Christmas has been a little more organized so it seems.  

Well, other than the Christmas cards there's not much to organize for me.  No one is coming to my house for dinner, no one is baking Christmas goodies, and decorating is very minimum.  It sounds pretty bah hum bug, doesn't it.  Not so much.  My festivities are outside the home with other family, friends, and neighbors. 

My wife Dottie was the decorator, baker, and dinner maker.  I did try to continue that tradition but gave it up because I just wasn't any good at it and really didn't enjoy doing it. So now in my mature season of life, I just enjoy other people's dinners and such. I don't have any lack of invitations to join in with other folks.  Some times I have several to attend during the December Christmas season.

I'm hardly a sit at home and be lonely kind of guy. I can't remember the last time I was lonely or bored but then again, I cherish my alone times with no immediate responsibilities to take care of. I enjoy it all but I am kind of glad when it's all over and I can settle in for a couple months of Winter rest.

Yeah, right.  The Winter list of projects keeps growing and I'll never get them all accomplished.  I have some big ones coming up. Major house cleaning is on the top of the list. Seriously, why are there still clothes for my 13 year old grandson that look like he hasn't been able fit into them since he was 5 years old still in the dirty laundry in the laundry room.  You know how it is. All those things that we are going to get around to but never do are on this year's Winter ToDo list.  

It seems like plumbing is always on that list as well.  I've already had two major plumbing fixes accomplished and another really major fix that needs attention on the list.  Floors are another concern.  The old 1965 linoleum is starting to buckle, crack, peel away from the floor.  There's always vacuuming up those cobwebs off the ceiling, cleaning the ceiling fan blades, or inside house repair things.  It's been 30 years since some of the rooms have been painted.  Like my bedroom.  It could use a total make over. It's so much like a guy bedroom with no curtains and a pile of dirty clothes on the floor.  It's just in a guy's DNA.  Guys don't have to be taught to pile dirty clothes on the floor and girls don't have to be taught how to shop.  It just in their genes. 

So have a Holly Jolly Christmas and I see you on the back side of St. Nick.


  1. Dottie & Dave, Dave & Dottie, sounds like a perfect match.
    I do a bit of decorating, but I can't say I'm really into it like some of the folks I see in blogland. To each his own.

    Sounds like you'll be happily busy in the coming months, tackling all of those projects. It does give one a great sense of satisfaction to cross those things off a list.

    Not sure what happened to my genes, but I can't stand shopping. I'd rather clean my house or be digging outside. Especially clothes shopping. Ugh! So, it just goes to show you, Dave, that some folks don't fit the mold. ;0D

    Hope you will be making merry for the next week or two. Enjoy it before you start on that to-do list!
    Continued blessings in the New Year!

  2. As I've gotten older, I have to confess, Christmas brings out the kid in me again. It's not the gifts, that do it. It's the twinkling lights, the cooler air, the seasonal music - they trigger fond memories of people and places of Christmas' past. And each season I stop and take time to be grateful for all of my blessings. Best wishes for a peaceful and enjoyable Christmas, another year of good gardening, and another year of good health. God Bless, and Merry Christmas.