Break Bread

Had to call a coworker yesterday. He was altered--drunk? stoned? Yuck. Anyhow, he asked me what I want for Christmas. I told him, "Nothing really. How about a million dollars?"

He said, "No, seriously. What do you really want for Christmas."

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I have much to be thankful for.

I have a great job. Just got a promotion. I have a nice roof over my head. I have friends, family, love. I have it all. Life is good.

Top Three Christmases:

Christmas 2008. Christmas at home with M. I am truly happy. Life is great. I am in love.

Christmas 2005. Christmas in Scotland with A. Morning jog in Edinburgh; scrumptious English breakfast then fabulous Goose dinner with root vegetables and haggis; colored paper crowns; cigarettes.

Christmas 1998. First Christmas with B (who taught me the joy of Christmas). Vince Guaraldi's "A Charlie Brown Christmas"; my first tree; flannel dog pyjamas.