Presents, poetry and a sentimental journey on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Good Morning, Diary…..thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts before starting the day…a lazy day to be had, some reading (Kindle) to catch up on…the holidays are here, Christmas is right around the corner…believe I am ready for the holiday as there are presents under the tree…

presents under tree

Spent Friday morning cooking as I had 4 pounds of bacon to cook…

bacon

Once I have the bacon cooked, drained and cooled, I put in Tupperware containers..

tuppw

Once that is done, I put in the freezer and I can then take out however many I need, 30-40 seconds in the microwave and ready to eat… 🙂 while I were cooking the bacon, I decided to prepare Christmas day dinner… smoked ham, sweet potato with a dash of brown sugar, dressing (left over from Thanksgiving), broccoli and mashed potatoes with some mild cheddar…

xmas dinner

Currently in the freezer, when Xmas day comes, retrieve, put in micro and ready to eat, no cooking or cleaning on Christmas day…clever, eh ?? 🙂 also been working on my nails, improving their condition…

nutra nail

But still using the acrylics.. everytime I change nails, I put some growth formula on and rub in, then top with mineral iron strength to protect the nail and then put on the acrylic nail… I do my own nails and normally stay with the light pastels but with the holidays, decided to brighten things up a bit…. 🙂

xmas nails

Were going to decorate the nails but thought that would be a bit much..so, yes, we are ready for the holidays here on the path least traveled… have plenty of memories to get me through the holidays…

I grew up on a farm ( in the 1940’s, 50’s and early ‘60’s) and the farm house was typical, cold, drafty with little in the way of insulation, one could hear a pin drop anywhere in the house…my brother and I bedroom were directly over Mom and Dad’s bedroom…unlike today, back then Christmas presents were far and few between, no Facebook or YouTube, but there would always be a present under the tree no matter how small… I remember one Christmas, which I included in a poem I wrote…

It’s twelve days till Christmas
And as I look around,
Checked every package under the tree
No toys for me were found.

But I’m not one bit worried
The sadness it won’t last,
Because I have some memories
Of many of Christmas past.

One Christmas eve in particular
And, for the night, my brother and I had retired,
But it wasn’t long into the night
Before the imagination was fired.

We had a train track ,all over the floor
Very much to Mom’s dismay,
And all night long, messages back and forth
Wondering about Christmas day.

But in a blink of an eye
All got quiet real quick,
There was a shadow in our door
And it definitely wasn’t ST. Nick!

It’s Christmas morning….wait there’s a honk
And I looked out the window to see,
It was just my neighbor in his car
Bringing me back to reality.

But that’s ok, I haven’t grown old
And I’m not even gonna start,
I’ll be forever young, don’t you see
With holidays in my heart.

So to all.. and to all
As I get into my sleigh,
WAIT, I can’t say goodnight
It’s the middle of the day!

(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller 12/12/2007 )

One should be home, where their heart is, with the holidays, making new memories to add to the memories of holidays past, putting life’s problems and woes aside for a brief time in history, relaxing and enjoying the moment….

And with that I shall sign off, Diary, as I take a leisurely stroll down the path, taking in the moment while eagerly awaiting the next..but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

I know where I will be the holidays… 🙂

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