Another one down.

Well that was a pleasant two days of gormandizing, quphing and recovery.

There were nine of us for Christmas dinner; it went off without any hitches, nicely cooked roast turkey and potatoes, ham, other vegetables cooked in salt beef, stuffing.

Washed it down with pop for the kids and red and white from South Eastern Australia for us.
I had as a gift some stem less crystal wine glasses, nice feel to them, less likely to be knocked over, not that I would knock them over.

After some banter we had choice of four deserts, some sampled all, I chose just the plum pudding from down under, man oh man it was good.

The last guest left about 11.30pm, so it was a long day for me.

I’m sort of glad we still have the more traditional relaxing Boxing Day rather than the modern. On the one hand it would be nice to have access to all those bargains; on the other hand I feel we are not the losers. It was very quite around town all day and night, except for one or two dysfunctionals who speed around on their snowmobiles.

We took a walk down to see the grandkids presents, had to try out all the shooting games Matthew was given. The video paint ball, the more traditional duck shooting game. The marshmallow gun caused most of the havoc, good thing it can only shoot one marshmallow at a time before you have to pump it up.
Later Matthew, Grandma, Siutik and I took a walk up back, cold wind chills on the way out; helps eat up all those calories, but it was refreshing and peaceful.

While down looking at the grandkids presents [ GD had an expensive pair of flying glasses] I noticed GD looking up the weather, quite a bit different to what we are used to. I asked GD what that all meant, she rambled it off no trouble. The only thing I understood was ceiling and Zulu, she must be looking at going to Africa.

It was a freaking cold windy night and early morning, winds to 68 and chills down to -38. Not much relief in the forecast with all those yellow balls, we need snow, and soon, get it.