'Twas the Night Before Christmas...

and I'm doing my usual, which is nothing much. My next thing to do is go sing in the choir at the Christmas Eve service. I gave up trying to do any kind of "show", i.e. decorations and such like, when I grew up enough to have my own apartment. As long as my folks were alive and well, we did Christmas stuff there. Then we didn't after they got very sick, with my Mom taking the lead there and my Pop following soon after. When I had lost them both, every attempt stopped.

Now, I have a husband who isn't a Scrooge but he doesn't do anything about the actual reason for Christmas, so I don't feel obligated to work myself into a tizzy... and so music at church is my big emphasis for the season, and Easter likewise. It feels better to me than a huge buying engorgement at the public trough.

So, I am writing to you all just before I leave to go to the warmup of the choir before the service tonight. Then tomorrow, the Man and I will eat our lovely vegan meals in a festive mood and go for a walk.

Therefore, I will say have a Blessed Holiday Season, however and whatever you do or don't celebrate in whatever way you do or don't—and a wonderful 2015 to you all. I hope for us as human beings that we will drag our governments, kicking and screaming no doubt, into peace and tranquility with love and kindness reigning, not only to our own kind, whatever that may be, but to every living thing on our planet.

Peace, Joy, and Love to all—so may it be.