Subtitled: Our memories of Christmas 2002. Gifts there were a plenty all wrapped up with bows, stacked high in a corner, under our mantle they rose. [We couldn't quite figure out were to put the Christmas tree this year, so we made do with our faux fireplace and turned it into a tree]. Phone calls were placed to those near and far, wishes of merriment passed over the wires. Guests there were a many, singing good cheer as they passed through our door bringing in with them the feeling of joy, the warmth of kinship and all that is dear. Spirits were drunk and memories exchanged. Laughter and song graced the halls of our home. Cooks in the kitchen, by turn they would come, whipping up memories of Christmas brunches past. On the floor we did sit to enjoy a large feast, graced by the presence of those who are dear.
Now Christmas is over, the food has been gobbled and the gifts are unwrapped, with the exception of one. [She still has to pop by to pick up her package unless of course you want us to ship it to you]. In the corner the gifts are still stacked, all naked and exposed without any bows. Silly things were given and things from the heart; a book, a movie, a mug, chocolate to last a year, but most of all love.
Now on to the New Year we move on with glee, so that another year may bring in good cheer and company.
[On a side note I am still amazed at how much chocolate we managed to acquire this year, I think it will last the better part of a year.]
Posted by munin at December 28, 2002 11:17 AM