I'm here waiting for Santa or rather to be Santa. The kids are still wide awake at 10 PM.

The wife is reading and I'm having a brandy with coke.

I feel reflective this time of year wondering if I made all the right decisions and choices. I am having great difficulty at work and am considering going back to my old job. It would have pluses but I would loose the time off I have now.

This time of year I feel is for the children and the excitement I remember at their age. I often wish those simpler times could be with me now.

We had Christmas with my grandmother (97) in her nursing home yesterday, she still going strong. She has her difficulties which seem to grow greater every month. I feel guilty because I know what awaits me when she passes and feel greedy and awful for even thinking of it, because we are very close.

I often tell people and my own children that if I could pick any age to have over and over again it would be when I was ten years old (1977) that was a year that brings back so many memories, mostly good, some bad (horse broke my leg, but not bad)...does anyone else every think about that?

OK sorry about the sentimentalness, but lately I have felt like I'm spinning my wheels. A lot of philosophical thoughts enter my head. Plus waiting to be Santa gets really boring!

 

Well im sitting here waiting for the 'rents and grandma to finish watching "A Wonderful Life" just like they do every year. Around here christmas doesnt get much hype, I dont get along terribly well with the parents but we can still be civil...

How old are your children, still in that range where santa is still an enigma?

 

yeah...well I think the oldest knows but he plays along, the youngest is good too, but I think he knows...but they both wrote Dear Santa letters just in case!

They are 12 and 9, both boys. They wanted to go learn to snowboard (I don't ski anymore) but its going to be 170.00 in equipment and lesson, and that's on a half price tues. or thurs. so I said we'll go out shooting this week. I have two weeks off.

 

I think about those kind of things at this time of year. Ten years old (1967) was a damn fine time
But look, now you have the kids, and you are building their memories. This is the time to be sentimental.

Merry Christmas, BC.

 

Ahh snowboarding...something i cant do on acount of my wrecked knee. I think im going to let the girlfriend talk me into trying it anyways.

Sounds like a great plan, distract the boys with guns

Two weeks off eh? Me too, no school and no work until the 8th!