I Can't Wait

Lucia and I have had a tradition for the past several years...we check into a state park lodge on Christmas Eve (Inevitably we are among only a hand full of guests in the entire complex). We drink wine and play ping pong or cards, we eat a leisurely dinner, then go for a swim.

Last year we had the pleasure of a beautiful snowfall...so we went for a walk in the woods. There is nothing so peaceful as a quiet snowfall on a dark night. This year, it was raining...so the swim was our excitement.

Christmas morning, we awaken and eat breakfast; again we were the only guests in the dining room. We watched as birds and squirrels ate from feeders outside the dining room window and laughed as they competed for available space (we're easily amused).

Finally, we went for another swim before heading home. It is the most relaxing and rejuvenating experience one can imagine. Yet it's only a few miles from home.

We then had Christmas dinner with a wild assortment of friends at the home of an elderly friend whose daughter and son-in-law we know well through http://www.smooth-male-voiceover-talent.com/. The room was filled with laughter, smiles and great food. The host then presented each one of us with our own stockings (an unexpected treat that immediately transported everyone back to our childhood).

We know we'll be back to the lodge next year...and now we've been told we'll be invited back for another Christmas dunner. I can't wait.