And Yet Another Christmas

Here we are, another Christmas almost come and gone.  I sit here, listening to the soft breeze through the open windows, the traffic, the occasional siren (from somewhere near downtown, no doubt), and I can still barely remember the winters from my youth up in New England.
     The cold, the snow, the shoveling, my aching back- oh, wait, that's dad bitching, not me.
     It's 73 degrees right now, at 5:23 in the morning, and I'm loving it.  Of course, it's supposed to rain later on, but that's okay.
     This will be, let me see... somewhere between my twentieth and twenty-second Christmas on this planet.  I don't remember exactly because dad doesn't remember exactly.
     Once again, we're keeping it pretty low key.  We're going to be spending this Christmas watching old movies, enjoying a few beers, maybe going out for lunch.  Simply enjoying each other's company, the three of us.

                           Brief interlude-
      Imagine soft music playing, maybe get a snack or go pee...

     Sorry, I had to yak.  It takes two of us- one to yak (me) and one to clean up the warm mess (dad).

     Anyway, I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year, and I hope 2014 is good to you.  Here's to adding another year to what has been a long, spoiled, luxurious life of leisure (dad just had to put that in there).
   See you all next year!