As I sit here, wrapping up my lunch, I frequently have a moment of quiet time to think... which is always a dangerous thing.
First in my mind is why my neighborhood has already put up their Christmas lights on the entrances? Normally its the week of Thanksgiving. Not that stores have not had holiday displays up since before Halloween. I really think that there should be a national law that you are allowed to start displaying things only one holiday in advance. I mean really... what's next? Easter displays before New Year's? Not that I don't like holidays, but life is rushed enough without a not so subtle nudge towards the next three holidays all at once.
Next on my mind is my friend Andrea. She should really be first actually, but the petty and inane seems to always float to the top. Its an important reminder for those not in the know, that she's going in for surgery this week for them to see about a not so subtle grapefruit-sized intruder in her head. But I loved the phone call yesterday. She told me that when she's recovered I'm to take her out to Monday night poker again (which we like to do, me being her friend, chauffeur, sometimes willing meal ticket, and occasional protector from medical emergencies). She's eager to kick poker-butt after brain surgery... hell... she played better than I did last time (which some days is not saying much). I'm looking forward to watching her make it happen and laughing at the unsuspecting masses... even if I have to hold the cards for her.
Lastly, before work drags me back into its uncompromising grip, I have to comment on how quickly this year has flown by. November... already! I love the fall, the smell of wood burning fireplaces, the chill in the air, and the winter sky with Orion back in view. But what happened to 2009? It just flew by and, except for some memorable moments that were too few and far between, its almost over. Looks like its time to make the most of the holidays, play the mad chef for Thanksgiving, haul out holiday cheer and good tidings, and ring in the New Year with my boys. I should be able to keep them up to Midnight (either Eastern or Central) with enough sugar, but will they surprise me by wanting to watch the Time's Square Ball drop with Dad?
That mystery I leave for another day...
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