Christmas 2014

So the day has arrived. No cold whiteness on the ground to supplement our collective Christmas ideal, but that’s okay. So far, all is quiet; and with three cats in the house, there better not be a mouse!

Warrior Queen has checked out all of the boyfriend blogs, and they’ve have been quite chatty this morning. So far, all seems well with them.

This will be Gigi’s and Oreo’s first Christmas with us. Santa Cat has brought Oreo a replacement scratching pad, and all cats will get a fresh selection of toy mice to bat and toss in the air.

As for ourselves, the gifts have not been exchanged yet. The Christmas Eve celebration was quiet. A toast of eggnog and a couple of holiday specials on DVD over a plate of nachos (my first time trying it at home as a meal) filled the evening nicely. The nachos are not a traditional Christmas Eve delicacy, but it was a great way to use up a leftover jar of queso, some sloppy joes from earlier in the week, and a cherry pepper.

Later today we will have a lunch at either a local Indian or Japanese seafood buffet, perhaps followed by a movie if we feel real ambitious. Or we will retire to our abode and contend ourselves with our annual viewing of Scrooge (the 1951 version).

In the spirit of the day, I will spare my usual targets the stings of my satiric barbs…well, save for one. American retailers: I hope you had a great holiday season. Now quit your bitchin' that Black Friday sales were off! Of course they were off! Because we, the American consumers, jumped at the chance to blow our wad on the Thanksgiving night sales. So shut up and be thankful for the business you got!

Merry Christmas and otherwise Happy Holidays to All!

(Thank you for reading!)