Christmas and the aftermath









Merry Christmas, everybody! I hope you had a groovy day. I woke up on the 23rd, feeling grim with a day of travel ahead of me, but the day shaped up well. First I got a big Amazon box from Lisa! She got me a stuffed shih tzu and a fun book about wiggling! (Not the Australian band, I promise.)
On the train we had the privilege of hanging out with Caroline, an adorable 3-year-old from Virginia. She has officially made me re-think my stance on kids. Maybe in 2 years. (Don't worry, y'all...I won't rush into it.)
Christmas Eve and the day itself were also fun. One of my favorite gifts was a pink coat from my sister!
D got, among other things, a classic book on advertising. It was written in the 1920s, and has some, um, interesting views on mothers!
(From Chapter One, "Early Influences"): "The greatest event in my career occurred a year before I was born. My father selected for me a Scotch mother. She typified in a high degree the thrift and caution of her race. Boys, they say, gain most of their qualities from their mothers...A Scotch mother is the greatest asset a boy can have who desires a career in advertising. Then economy and caution are instinctive with him. They are fundamentals"...Lest we think he is sexist, he praises his mother highly: "She was a college graduate with great intellectual powers."
I've peppered some pics through here. (The fluffy mailman toy belongs to my sister's dog.) Thanks again for your holiday wishes - e-cards (Kim) and sparkly cards (Bdogg).
Comments
F - Happy New Year :)
Merry Christmas, Bearette! I’m sorry I’m late on the holiday wishes.
Hope to see you soon.
TN
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Hope your Christmas went well. And hope your New Years goes well too.