A bit over a week until Christmas. The front desk person at the gym was wearing a Santa hat yesterday. When I saw her I said, “Santa, I’ve been a good boy, but don’t ask my mom.” We had a laugh over that one. I enjoy the holiday season. My tree is up (it’s artificial). I strung lights around it and have a few decorations on it. I light it the first thing in the morning and it stays lit until I go to bed. I have a manger scene underneath. The three wise men on their camels are off a bit. I like to move them a little closer to the manger each day. Nearby on a stool is a stuffed white whiskered old cowboy, hat, red bandana, boots and all. I call him Windy Bill after a character in a western Christmas song. He keeps a eye on the tree. While I’m cooking dinner I stream Christmas music. I pretty much like them all. I don’t play Blue Christmas. That’s a road I don’t want to walk down. Hope you’re enjoying the season as much as me.