After a full day of familial obligations, I thought for the day after Christmas it would be nice to kick it with some friends. Not that my Christmas was particularly hectic, as I don’t allow myself to be swept up in the peppermint undertow; a task more simply stated than accomplished.
Well… it’s that time of year again, Christmas. I suppose many would call me a grinch, or Mr. Scrooge, but I just can’t seem to
A couple of Sundays ago I was asked by my parents if I would go with them to help them cut down their Christmas tree. Aside from the fact that my dad’s back has been troubling him, I eagerly accepted. I love getting outside. I am horrible at planning, but will say yes to going outside almost every time I’m asked.