TexasT's (texasts) wrote,
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I Wish You All a Safe and Happy Christmas!

I know my posts on the holiday season haven't lended themselves to sweetness and light about the holiday season. I apologize for that. Just not really a good time of year for me...

That said...
I want for all of you and yours to have a Happy Christmas Day. Do have a great Day!

Ours will be spent at Granny's house, celebrating and (of course) eating . Well all of us except The Offspring. She will be enjoying Christmas with her mother - cadona 

More thoughts beyond the cut...



It is pretty wonderful to have all the kids (The Offspring, The Scholarly One, and The Cool One) all together here on Christmas Eve. Actually Christmas morn at the time I am writing this.

My step children have returned from their Dad's house, where they have received presents from their Dad. He seems to be on a survivalist kick this year, based on what I've seen of their presents. Too much Jericho, I presume.

I love to watch and listen to them talking when they think no-one is paying attention. They have a good relationship foundation for the years to come...It is clear to me that they genuinely care for one another and always will. No matter what happens between The Queen and I. And this is a good thing.

I am about to go stuff their stockings with the (mostly) silly stuff I bought this week. And go to sleep myself. The Queen fell asleep hours ago on the couch in front of the TV and the fireplace. She looks so peaceful right now. At this moment I can see why it is I have loved her for all these years.

I've done the dinner dishes and started the dishwasher. Turned off the tube so it won't disturb her. The fireplace is still a glowing mass of reddish embers. I think the air conditioning kicked on once or twice while she was tending the fire. *grin*

The Offspring dropped a surprise in my lap this evening I was not expecting. My Grandmother's old beat up, Lutheran hymnal. My Mother gave it to her in the early 1960's according to the inscription. She said The Redhead had sent it to her in her Christmas box from Colorado.

I had forgotten that Grammy had sent it to her. It had a few note cards in it that Gram must have made up when she was either in church or a bible study class. Or classes. As I read these and the inscription, a wave of emotion (that I wasn't expecting) rolled over me and my eyes welled up (just like they are doing now) with tears. As I stroked the old red leather cover I could almost hear her singing the sacred songs she loved so, in this book, while tears rolled freely down my cheeks.

Before I get too maudlin, I'll just close with this...My gift to you...

A Visit From St. Nicholas
by Major Henry Livingston Jr.
*
(previously believed to be by Clement Clarke Moore)

'Twas the night before Christmas', when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that ST. NICHOLAS soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the creast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:

"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

"As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
Laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT."

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