Merry Christmas, continued...
Dec. 25th, 2003 08:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterWell, it's not a white Christmas, at least where I am. But you know, I'm okay with that. I'm not even really sure what's so great about a white Christmas. Sure, it looks nice on the ground out there, and there are half a zillion sentimental songs written about the joys of snow. But then again, snow is cold, it interferes with travel, and once you're no longer a kid anymore, most of those fun snow activities aren't so fun anymore. Dollars to doughnuts most of those songs were written in a sense of "If we have to put up with it, we should at least pretend to enjoy it."
My Mom just caught, in her hands, a snowbird on the back porch of the homestead house. Apparently it had gotten in through a hole in the door and was then unable to get out again. She showed it to those of us in the house, then took it outside and released it. Tiny little thing.
My Dad should be arriving back with my grandmother in tow any time now, and the ETA on my brother who didn't come down yesterday is about forty-five minutes. After that, we get to open the presents!
My Mom just caught, in her hands, a snowbird on the back porch of the homestead house. Apparently it had gotten in through a hole in the door and was then unable to get out again. She showed it to those of us in the house, then took it outside and released it. Tiny little thing.
My Dad should be arriving back with my grandmother in tow any time now, and the ETA on my brother who didn't come down yesterday is about forty-five minutes. After that, we get to open the presents!