It's Christmas! And it's snowing! In Seattle! Big, floofy flakes. I mean, snowballs from the sky.
We've unwrapped the pressies and
wildernessguru howled over the "polar bear repellent" and "expedition weight dental floss" (I almost got him "dehydrated water" but I couldn't figure out how to create that convincingly). We're knee-deep in wrapping paper.
Monty was bad last night and yanked
wildernessguru's Christmas stocking down. Bad kitty! I had to repack it at 1am. I, uh, was rather unnecessarily upset with him. Of course he's just a kitty. He doesn't know the dangling thing was special (though he was mostly trying to get my attention).
Now I have a chocolate high (chocolate covered cherries, given to WG but it turns out he doesn't like them), and we're both reading.
wildernessguru is reading about the Croatian Air Force in his new World Air Power journal -- and man, did I have fun calling Britain and talking to the military analysts at Jane's. Wow, you Brits answer your own phones. Never pick up the American habit of letting everything to go voicemail, okay?
( He just showed me a gorgeous photo of Russian SU-27s flying in formation, the Russian Knights. )
I'm reading the intro to a translation of Chandrakirti's Introduction to the Middle Way, a classic Buddhist text -- and check this out, it has a commentary from the Nyingma master, Jamgon Mipham. Yay! Mipham, my hero, he was a Tibetan master in the late 19th century who put the ancient school on the map.
( Interesting note to those interested in Tibetan Buddhist history and how different Buddhist schools were imported; incredibly dull to everyone else, fair warning. Enname, you might like this. )
And, of course, I rather like Shantirakshita's perspective. I've always appreciated inclusiveness. :)
Oh. And now the snow is sticking! Not on the roads but it's frosting all the houses.
I hope you all are having a wonderful time, enjoying family and friends, watching your kids tear into their gifts, catching that warm smile from your husband or gay boyfriend or lesbian lover as you share a moment, a sly smile as you open some of your naughtier treasures. ;) I hope that your pets are happily playing with the wrapping paper and bouncing in the snow, lapping at your faces as you try to gather them in your arms. I hope that your homes are filled with the sights and smells and sounds of Christmas, and that we all take a moment to remember those less fortunate than us and wish them all this and more.
Merry Christmas to you all.
We've unwrapped the pressies and
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Monty was bad last night and yanked
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Now I have a chocolate high (chocolate covered cherries, given to WG but it turns out he doesn't like them), and we're both reading.
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( He just showed me a gorgeous photo of Russian SU-27s flying in formation, the Russian Knights. )
I'm reading the intro to a translation of Chandrakirti's Introduction to the Middle Way, a classic Buddhist text -- and check this out, it has a commentary from the Nyingma master, Jamgon Mipham. Yay! Mipham, my hero, he was a Tibetan master in the late 19th century who put the ancient school on the map.
( Interesting note to those interested in Tibetan Buddhist history and how different Buddhist schools were imported; incredibly dull to everyone else, fair warning. Enname, you might like this. )
And, of course, I rather like Shantirakshita's perspective. I've always appreciated inclusiveness. :)
Oh. And now the snow is sticking! Not on the roads but it's frosting all the houses.
I hope you all are having a wonderful time, enjoying family and friends, watching your kids tear into their gifts, catching that warm smile from your husband or gay boyfriend or lesbian lover as you share a moment, a sly smile as you open some of your naughtier treasures. ;) I hope that your pets are happily playing with the wrapping paper and bouncing in the snow, lapping at your faces as you try to gather them in your arms. I hope that your homes are filled with the sights and smells and sounds of Christmas, and that we all take a moment to remember those less fortunate than us and wish them all this and more.
Merry Christmas to you all.