Yesterday afternoon Santa arrived in the form of a FedEx driver who delivered my Christmas loot.
Before you start having strange thought about me trying to reclaim my youth, let me explain. We are right on the outskirts of a little village called Palmhurst and the Palmhurst police department goes out of their way to make us feel secure. Not an evening goes by without a drive through by one of their officers and after the hail storm in the spring they were here the next morning offering assistance. So it is pretty easy to understand when they ask for assistance for their annual toy drive for the needy kids of the community the folks at J-Five jump in to help. There is a large box in the rec hall that has been filled to overflowing and this is where my toys have been deposited. These projects are something that, for me at least, brings home the true meaning of Christmas. We never know the impact of these gifts, but I came close to understanding a couple of years ago in Zapata, in a similar project,, when a small boy told me how happy he was with his new shirt because now he could go to school every day. Before, because he and his brother shared their only good shirt, he could only go to school every other day.
Our overnight low was in the 40's and so far today we are in the low 50's with not much hope of advancing. I did notice with most of the blogs that I follow that yesterday almost everyone mentioned cold temperatures. It's hard for us here to complain, know that 80's are again expected by Thursday.
So a day inside watching Christmas movies can always be a way to enjoy the good life.