Merry Christmas, y’all!
We are in Austin and loving our quiet holiday week with the Texas members of the family.
As I write this Banjo Man is chopping the onions, green peppers and celery for Thursday’s gumbo. Son Will is wrapping gifts and I am patiently for someone to join me in a walk to Torchys for a taco lunch.
We are skipping our usual evening of music and shopping at the Armadillo Bazaar tonight. I think we will stay home, eat shrimp and watch a movie. It’s that kind of Christmas.
The Funny Grandson was here from Friday to Monday, so we had a riotously good time. I brought a Christmas movie, DIE HARD, which thrilled him no end. There was Shepherds Pie, root beer floats and football.
I am so grateful and happy to be here. Seven months ago it didn’t seem remotely possible, but here we are and I am overcome with joy.
We didn’t send cards this year. So I am wishing you all, dear friends and family and readers, a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New 2020.
Hug everyone you love at least twenty times!!
More Pie and Banjo Man