Christmas Morning

The Christmas gift opening on Christmas tradition was broken. This joins a line of other traditions that have disappeared over the years. We kept the eating of perogies alive though. We even slept in a little. It was closer to eight than seven when I climbed the stairs. After eating and cleaning up we watched some of my YouTube videos and kept an eye on the birds.

I could see interest flagging after a couple so I broke out the traditional Christmas rye. We always have a glass of rye on Christmas morning, a tradition started by my late grandpa. Used to be Wiser’s but now we’re using Crown Royal. It was said it was the only alcohol he’d have all year, a little snifter on Christmas. We watched My Cousin Vinny while we enjoyed that. Around noon we all split up to have naps. For me it was a while before I could sleep but then it was two in the afternoon when I surfaced. I had a nagging headache from the change in barometric pressure and the nap helped. Big T was watched the end of Scrooged so we joined him and had some leftover appetizers as a snack. When it entered I sorted through my gifts and started packing them up. I got dressed and ready to face the day.