Just finished watching my yearly movie- When Harry met Sally. Billy thought it was funny when I told him that I watched that movie every new years eve.

I’m looking forward to the new year. I look at it as a begining, a fresh start kind a thing. Silly maybe, but how I feel.

k, just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you this evening.

love ya!

ok so i tried calling/texting that number but IT DIDN’T WORK! aaaaaand my last coupla weeks were so hectic as well so I was doubly distraught that I couldn’t get through to talk to you. So..how about you e-mail me your REAL NUMBER or whatever will work to get through to you. Think of it as an late Christmas/graduation gift.

Belgium is fun…step cousins came to visit for Christmas and they have put me off having children. Their parents are blissfully ignorant of the fact that their children are the devil personified. My baby brother (Arthur) is ADORABLE – check out the pix on Fbook.

Anyways, expect a letter soon…it’s in the works!

much love
nadz

Goodiight stars.
Goodnight air.
MARGARET WISE BROWN

Well christmas is now past and here we are at the office again. Not too busy with the phones, seems that many of the adjusters aren’t returning until tomorrow. So another short week for us.

I was up late last night with Kit. For some reason she couldn’t walk, but she was able to eat a frosty paws. Her doggie house isn’t made for one doggie and a human. Ha! But we made the best of it. D-O-G’s vet in Ga. suggested it could have been a spasm. I think she either hurt her spine when she came in the doggie door too fast or she had some type of charlie horse, like Ken said. Needless to say, I was very scared. I think that if I do get involoved with a guy again he should be the following: a veterinarian, chief [would prefer Italian] and have a sense of humor. Yep, in that order. Kit seems fine this morning, yet I really didn’t want to leave her.

Well, that’s more then you want to read. Ha!

Wait!

Hi Lucian, it’s me A. Sharon.
Still think of you everyday. Hope that things are going okay. I’m sure you miss everyone as much as they miss you. Do good take care and love you. Oh, hope you get something good to eat other than beans and rice. Remember to blend in.

Love ya, Sharon

Uncle Buck asks if you powder is still dry.

K, I need to look like I’m working for my pay check.
love ya lucian!

The Vikings celebrated Yule. The first day of Yule, began the night of December 25th ending on the night of January 6th. Yule later became the twelve days of Christmas. During Yule, the roles were also switched between master and slave. Masters waited on their servants. A “Lord of Misrule” was chosen to preside over the “feast of fools” during the Christmas season. The Scots also had such a lord, but called them “Abbot of Unreason” this lord was generally a peasant.

But before I lose my way, let us return to the days of the Scots Hogmenay. Hogmenay is the word the Scots used for the last day of the year. Through the years we have grown to fall it New Years Eve. Legion, as I shall tell it, has a clan known as Lang Syne’s. Not known as fairies or elves or those other magical creatures. Their work depends on the will power of the big people. Well, part of their work that is. The Synes’ are the ushers of the New Year. It’s their job to bring in the New Year and the old one passes. There are many grunts within this clan, and their job is to help the big people keep the new years resolutions they make every year. Not an easy task for these little people. You may ask yourself where the Auld comes in to play. This is the part of the clan that have become the ancestors of the Lang Synes’ They live to hundreds of years old, and pass down their wisdom to each generation, so that the each new year may continue to ring in. And they be known for their enjoyment of a pint or two as the song is written. “And surely you’ll buy your pint cup! And surely I’ll buy mine! And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for days of long ago.”
So, keep this in mind my dear friend, as the New Years’ promise approaches; with every wish we make and every promise we shall keep, we are the keepers of Auld Lang Synes. As the New Year breaks the horizon, it is our gift to make new friends, cherish loved ones and give thanks for another chance to shine. OH, and do watch were you step, and don’t brush your shoulders, just in case a Synes’ is trying to do their job. And don’t be surprized if one makes and appearance some day soon….

We all do it, we all look back at the ways people and moments have touched our lives. Even and uneventful moment carries a gift. It’s our choice to be aware of them, to listen, to open our hearts to be able to see the hidden gift, sometimes so deep in the packaging that we sometimes miss it.

It’s not always about the gifts one receives; let’s not forget the gifts we give each day. Like giving your umbrella to a woman and child caught in the rain. The gift of laughter, oh what a great gift this one is. Gifts are different for every person. Those given and received. What one takes for granted can be a gift to another. A clean glass of water, food, being shown that they aren’t invisible. Think of the gifts you are giving everyday. What you are doing is a gift for those people that “touch” your life at the time. You have become an important part of their lives, and the lives of their future generations. You were sent there to show them better choices of survival, ways to enrich their land. Along the way, you will give other gifts, as they will give to you. What you do now – counts. This goes for all of us. What we do everyday – matters.

Remember that being home sick is also a gift. The gift of having people you love so much that you miss them so when you are apart. This gift is love, wrapped in memories of respect and admiration, you give to each other. I feel sorry for those without this gift.

Keep your head up, your heart open and remember to listen. Your absence is missed here, but your presents is in every breath we take.

Love you Lucian – to the moon and back!

Hope all is well por Navidad. Listening to Bing Crosby singing Jingle Bells. WE made it another calendar year in school. Waiting for Will to get back from BAton ROuge watching My Name is Earl.
Glad you are a worm dealer now. Ate a worm once for five dollars. I turned out all right. Merry Merry.

TM

Chrismas is going to be by Lisa and Glenns this year and I am really looking forward to it. The kids are at a really fun age and they are all so adorable. Uncle Roy, Marena and I are going to sleep there on Christmas Eve so we can be there when the kids open their gifts from Santa. We’re going to try calling you on Christmas day so you can share part of our day and we yours.

Uncle Roy wanted me to tell you about his recent fishing trips for black fish. He and a friend of his, (someone who keeps his boat at the same marina} went out on a charter. There was an oriental man who was catching 4 fish to their 1. He was using a more flexible pole than they were but the key was he was using two hooks instead of one. Black fish live on the bottom of the ocean thus the flexible pole so one could keep on snapping the pole back and forth easily. The bait is crab and when using two hooks you don’t lose the fish since you have a better chance of hitting one of the hooks. Using this new tecnique was much more productive and a lot of fun. The weather has really been exceptionally warm for this time of year allowing them to go quite often since they’re both obsessed now.

I look forward to speaking to you on Christmas. We all miss you and are so proud of all the good things your doing for so many people that truly need your help so much. That really is the true meaning of Christmas.

Love you lots, Aunt Cathy