CHRISTMAS EVE 2018 – Garry Armstrong

It was a very enjoyable Christmas Eve. A drama free (dee-lish) dinner. Everyone enjoyed their gifts including the furry kids who hadn’t destroyed their toys as of Christmas morning. I had a long and delightful phone chat with my family. Two younger Brothers, cousins, and cousin-in-law. I was able to hear everyone clearly (first time!) … Continue reading CHRISTMAS EVE 2018 – Garry Armstrong

DISCOVERIES OF AN OLDER (ELDERLY?) CHRISTMAS – Marilyn Armstrong

FOWC with Fandango — Discovery Owen does Thanksgiving and we go out (or not, but we always talk about going out) on birthdays ... but it seems that come the night of Christmas Eve, it happens here. Like it or not, this is home for the holidays. I spent far too much money on a "special" … Continue reading DISCOVERIES OF AN OLDER (ELDERLY?) CHRISTMAS – Marilyn Armstrong

ON CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE MORNING – Marilyn Armstrong

On the first day of Christmas And so there we were. The family. We actually opened presents before dinner because no one could wait. And that's sort of funny because they were all small presents. Not big, grand surprises. And I think everyone liked their stuff. Owen brought over a record player and a bunch of … Continue reading ON CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE MORNING – Marilyn Armstrong

OUR MANAGEABLE LITTLE CHRISTMAS AND HOW IT GOT THAT WAY – Marilyn Armstrong

When I was little, everyone's trees were covered in tinsel and some fluffy white stuff. It imitated snow on the branches of your tree and placed judiciously, was quite lovely. The white fluffy stuff was banned because it was mostly fiberglass. It was lethal to pets and dangerous for people, too. As for tinsel, I … Continue reading OUR MANAGEABLE LITTLE CHRISTMAS AND HOW IT GOT THAT WAY – Marilyn Armstrong

THE BIRDS OF CHRISTMAS – Marilyn Armstrong

I almost missed Christmas. I was so busy taking pictures, my son said: "So, see you tomorrow." "Tomorrow? Not Tuesday?" He looked at me. "Tuesday is Christmas Day. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve." I thought about what I had to do. It was daunting. Garry hadn't even looked at the Christmas cards and no one had … Continue reading THE BIRDS OF CHRISTMAS – Marilyn Armstrong