Holiday Edition in Secrets from myself

At some point I end up feeling the Christmas spirit. Usually it's about now. I either have made some preparations or I haven't, and either way it's ok. Whatever happens now will be this year's Christmas and I'm grateful.

I have a few cards, a few presents, some food. No tree, no lights, no homemade goodies.

The pinata is still lying in the back seat of the Buick - its stuffing is in various sacks in the closet. We will either have it tomorrow afternoon or Thursday evening It depends. My sisterinlaw won't be here tomorrow but the rest of the festive group will be here.

Since I gave up wheat and sugar I no longer even pretend to bake. I bought candy for other people to eat. And I have peanuts and walnuts. And a hammer. Both the peanuts and walnuts are in their shells.

I haven't really thought what I'll cook tomorrow. I have thawed ground beef and a pretty big chunk of ham and a bunch of frozen pork center cuts. I have fruit and vegetables and salad stuff - and a package of stove top stuffing that I don't plan to use.

I have my granddog who enjoys farm freedom. He goes in and out many times. He just came in covered with fresh white snowflakes. He gets to sleep on the sofa is he wants to. He and Gracie, the big yellow dog, are learning how to accept each other better. No blood, though it's early in the visit.

I go back to work on Thursday. I have my bad harness still hanging on the rack. I'm supposed to do something else though and then go back to my bad one and figure out what's wrong and how to fix it. I will need to be wished luck. But that's not until after Christmas.

First comes Christmas. Let's wish each other luck and goodness for that day too. And peace. And warmth.

Merry Christmas...