Christmas Treat

The dogs loved their Christmas present from Uncle Thom, who was actually the only one to give them a gift.  They each got a package of homemade treats, special treats with caviar.  This picture is before they had tasted them and I took it quickly before they could jump up after them.  I still have my coat on after walking home after a wonderful Christmas dinner.  David's daughter Martha is here for the holiday and we happily drank champagne, opened gifts (or I should say I opened gifts since everyone else had already opened theirs), and watched "How the Grinch Stole Christmas," a tradition we have had for many years.  It never loses its appeal or fails to delight us as if we were seeing it for the first time.

The rest of my day was basically spent on the phone.........long visits.  I had awakened with a feeling of general sadness that hung over me long enough to write several pages of woeful musings in my journal. I was just finishing up when Carrie called.  Immediately I recovered my good humor and have remained in splendid spirits since.  I think I was unsettled by my decision not to go to a Christmas Eve party I had been invited to.  Whenever I look at my own self imposed lack of social contact I begin to think there must be something wrong with me.  I feel conflicted, and a little weird.  I consider why I am the way I am (I don't know) and wonder if I should force myself to be more social.  It takes a little time for me to get comfortable with myself again.  It takes some time to remember that the friendships I have are just the ones I want......