Moose Country Minute – December 24 2016



First of all, Merry Christmas everyone. For some reason, this one seemed to come on pretty fast.

One day it was November, the next it was Christmas Eve.

Years ago, back in my hard-core drinking days, this is when I would start my Christmas shopping.

Along with three friends, our ritual for years was to rent a limousine in Toronto for the day, and head out to the malls, the bar in the back of the limo well stocked.

There’d be some bar-hopping too, of course, providing moments to plot our next move.

The combination of the drinking and last-minute shopping made for an expensive outing. There was no bargain-hunting going on. It was “get in and get out” and pass the vodka.

And don’t look at the Visa bill.

Later rather than sooner, we grew up. We nixed the limousine, bid farewell to Christmas Eve shopping, and took up more sedentary lives.

My shopping this year was done long ago.

My wife, Karen, goes to her favourite shop, a clothing boutique in Bancroft called Zihau and picks out a half-dozen items that she’d like to see under the tree.

But I am not stupid. I buy them all.

This year, our daughter and son-in-law want nothing for themselves, and want us to concentrate on getting Santa Claus stuff for our granddaughter, who just turned one.

This, of course, is the fun stuff.

Even though I have been a grandfather for only a year, I already realize this is as good as it gets.

My wife, of course, is totally smitten.

It’s all about the joy of the moment.


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