Merry Christmas

To all two of my readers, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and may God richly bless you. This is our first Christmas at the Hideout. It is 6:00 a.m., and holiday music is playing over Penny's boom box. The cats are running through the house, the kids are on the way, and the coffee is good. I could not be happier.

I have an envelope for everyone who will show up here today. My dad taught me to shop like that. It is easy and it's always in style. Good gosh a mighty, the memories just flooded my soul like West Harding Street used to after a heavy rain.

Thursday I did a little training. Just a little. I shuffled 1.65 miles. Then I went to the pool. Yes, John was late. I got out and left him in the water. He tries to see how much of my time he can waste. I tolerate it often, but it was Christmas Eve, and I was having none of it. 

I never made it to the gym except to go out there and move some stuff around. Pee Wee has the Christmas spirit and was running like a fox with his tail on fire. He is a happy boy and gives me much joy.

Enjoy your day. Hug your loved ones. And thank God for the unspeakable of His Son.

Pee Wee looking for a squirrel to
wish Merry Christmas to.