As I looked out my kitchen window to the East early on the morn of Christmas Eve I saw the sun rising EXACTLY like the cover of Santana's Caravansari album and mentioned it...Phfrit suggested we listen to it. And we did. And a new tradition was born. It was kismet, I tells ya!...Autumn and Swanny came over long about 1:30 or so and we noshed on elk salami from Nick and snowflake-shaped Ritz crackers. Then the feast of ham and spuds and green beans, then gift opening, then Autumn's homemade apple pie and fresh ground coffee....All good...Christmas day found the four of us having breakfast at Shari's then to Elk Grove to see the new Mission Impossible movie. Phfritzie went home (snif!) around 3:00...I was asleep by eight. Merry
~ Christmas! ~
~ Christmas! ~
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