I have our dinner cooking for J and me. That’s all. It’s another Christmas of no decorating, except for my Russian Orthodox tryptich of The Nativity.I wrote about it a couple of weeks ago. See Confession.
Christmas with no little children around is not the same. With the pandemic, the Churches are empty. I’m waiting for Russian Orthodox Christmas on 7 January. People should be there. The way the Russians figure it, as long as the Germans (Nazis) aren’t around, no reason not to celebrate. It’s a point well taken.
I’m fixing a roast chicken. Easier for two people to consume than a turkey.
Later..
Chicken was good.
Today sucked. Not going to sugar-coat it. J spent the day in bed. Just because there was no reason to get out.
Don’t want to hear any Magic of Christmas crap.
Over it.
Dispatches From Dystopia 
Happy Boxing Day!
Why thank you! I tend to do better on Boxing Day. No pressure. Watched the cricket test match last night from Melbourne
Well. That does sound sucky. I’m sorry.
We are all having our own versions of difficulties right now.
I’m not sure what’s worse having no one or having someone so difficult around? Neither sounds good and there is no compare really.
Hang in there. Big warm hug 🤗💋
Awww. That’s nice. Hugging back. (Squeezing your ass, while I’m at it.)
Thank you. I needed that. 😉💋
Glad to oblige
hopefully Boxing Day was good for you both
It was.