Not a creature was stirring, especially those Mice.

60 degrees today, Christmas Eve.  It was a beautiful day to sit out side for awhile and enjoy the fresh air.  I have to admit that I did don a sweatshirt.  But I sat on the top step and admired my purple and gold pansies and rose buds with a cup of Golden Monkey tea.  When Ron joined me outside it just doesn't get any better.  I do miss our family but we're not the only ones out of the area.  Grandson in Camp Fuji, Japan, granddaughter in Landing, NJ, great daughter and great grand daughter in Hawaii.  The electronics are wonderful for keeping us in touch with them and the ones back home in Illinois and Wisconsin and Indiana.  God Bless you all.
Tonight was Enchiladas in honor of grandson, Nick, the years he spent Christmas Eve with us and that was the only thing we could fix that he would eat.  See Nick, you started a tradition, Mexican on Christmas Eve.  Tomorrow will be breakfast with Ron's foster brother and his family.  A plethora of biscuits and gravy, eggs, bacon, tamales and what ever else that appears on the kitchen counter of their beautiful southwest home.  No swimming in the outdoor, in ground pool.  It won't be quite that warm.
Thank you Ma and Dad Metz for taking Ron into your home and raising him to be the good man that he is.  Sharing time and stories with your birth kids is one of the pleasures of the season.  They are filled with such caring and love.  We miss you both.

Merry Christmas 

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