“Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.”

This morning I heard a bird sing. The song was lovely. I don’t know which kind of bird it was who serenaded me, but I am thankful for the song. Goldfinches are at the feeders now. An unfamiliar bird was there yesterday; it looked like a wren.

A red spawn and a gray spawn of Satan had a bit of tiff this morning on the deck. The gray spawn, far bigger than the red one, ended up losing and fell down to the ground. I swear I saw the red spawn raise its arms in triumph.

The day is cloudy and windy, the same as the last few days, but I don’t have to go out so I’m happy. I have the last of the presents to wrap, and I have the fixings to begin baking my cookies so I’ll be busy. I figure I’ll put on some schmaltzy Hallmark Christmas movie to watch as I wrap. Last night I watched A Christmas Carol with George C. Scott. I am a sucker for Christmas shows and movies, even the most sugary. I still miss Andy Williams singing Christmas songs with his brothers and the Osmonds.

When I was little, my mother used to read Twas the Night Before Christmas to us. I loved it and even as a four-year old had it pretty much memorized. One part, though, always seemed a bit strange to me. It was when the poor guy had to throw up the sash. I always wondered why he ate it and what in the heck a sash was anyway. I never asked. I just went with the story. One year the poem showed up on TV as a cartoon, and when the guy threw up the sash, I finally understood.

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10 Comments on ““Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    It has snowed here all day even though none of the whether sites had predicted that πŸ™‚ I took the day off because my stove and chimney were going to be inspected and they turned out to be ok πŸ™‚

    I do have problems with the most sugery ones πŸ™‚ I just can’t stand them at all πŸ™‚ But that’s what they show now before christmas here so I don’t look much on tv, the good ones comes later (and those tthat are so bad that they actually are good too πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ )

    I guess one would throw up if one ate the sash πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      I don’t ever want your winter: it comes too soon. I’m glad your stove and chimney passed inspection. You use them so much this season most of all.

      No Christmas is complete without Santa Claus Conquers the Martians. It is the second worst of the Christmas movie. The worst of all is Jack Frost, a horror comedy, about a killer snowman.


      I always though so about the sash!

  2. Zoey & Me Says:

    You got me on the sash. I don’t wrap our gifts so I’m busy working today even though I have to take off tomorrow afternoon for a doctors appt in Orlando. Imagine scheduling a doctors appt this close to Christmas. To pick up on your squirrel comments, a gray squirrel was given to us this morning by our feral cat Lacey who was quite proud she killed it and took its’ head off. We were not happy. I figure she was repaying us for all the food we gave her this year, or since she was born in February. Yuck I said. I bagged the poor remains and rather than send them back to you in Dennis, dropped it in the dumpster here. So Merry Christmas Kat.

    • katry Says:

      It was throw up that had me imaginging the guy getting sick out the window.

      It seems you had the makings of a squirrel stew compliments of Lacey. What a thoughtful cat!

      Thanks for not sending the remains here. The dumpster was the perfect spot!

      Mary Christmas to you too!

  3. Lori Kossowsky Says:

    I’m tired today, and ought to get some of my gifts ready to mail, or something like that. It’s been sunny and nice these past few days. At the pool funeral my long white terrycloth robe was missing, so I received my first gift from my neighbor– a purple robe that she no longer wore that is really much nicer then the one that went missing. We learned yesterday the judge refused the injunction to keep our pool open; her grounds for making this decision, I believe are misinformed and just plain wrong. My mermaid tail is flapping wildly. I want some gingerbread cookies. I think it’s awfully nice of Zooey not to send you the squirrel remains. See how many dedicated and kind readers you have?

    • katry Says:

      You’re right about Zoey and his thoughtfulness to keep the remains in Florida.

      I found a couple of Colorado gifts hidden under a pile of local gifts so I had to run and send them yesterday, priority mail. My other packages arrived there today. My sister’s to me arrived yesterday. I finished all my wrapping today, and I was thrilled to clean out this room.

      I love the smell of gingerbread cooking.

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Yes those red spawns can be nasty indeed. Lot of punk in a small package.

    It was mostly sunny here today but I was up in NH in the massage treatment room all day. It was sunny there, too, but I didn’t see a lot of it.

    I have a knitted thing to finish up tonight so that it can be wrapped, packaged and shipped tomorrow. Then I have to make a bank run for the cash gifts and finish up another knitted thing for Saturday, get some wine and cheese and I’ll be done. Piece of cake.

    I bought a tiny decorated New Zealand pine Christmas tree for my bathroom. It wasn’t intended for the bathroom but that’s the most humid room in the house so it will be happiest there. Looks cute sitting on the vanity. Perhaps on Christmas Day I will set it next to Santa La Bamba Chihuahua. πŸ˜€

    Enjoy the day. Winter solstice is coming!

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,

      I remember the ungrateful one I had to help get his leg from being stuck in the wire of the bird feeder. I used my phone, the only thing handy, to lush his foot. He attacked the phone but got loose.

      You have it perfectly well planned so you’ll have a wonderfully relaxed Christmas just enjoying the season. All I have is baking, and I’ll start tomorrow and do a couple then the last couple on Friday. I too have a bank run and dinner at friend’s tomorrow

      The greenery is a great addition.

  5. Bill S. Says:

    Check out Bob Dylan’s Christmas Album 2009–you’ll either love it or hate it. Silver bells is my favorite.

    Our granddaughters will be here Friday night for a sleepover–Lisa and Peter will be in Portsmouth for her 40th (yes, you read that correctly) birthday. For Christmas I am finishing a dollhouse for the girls that I started about 30 years ago for Lisa, but she grew up too fast. Everyone will be here for Christmas brunch and gifts, then it’s off to Nashua and Peg’s dad’s house for more of the same. I’m already thinking about going on a diet after Jan. 1.

    • katry Says:

      I’m in the I hate it camp. I got it last year and was really disappointed. I am a Christmas music fanatic, but Bob was a bit over the top. I will give Silver Bells another chance though.

      How did your kids get so old? I do know that Lisa was born just before Christmas, but I didn’t register 40 years in my head.

      For your granddaughters, the dollhouse will become one of those favorite gift stories when they’re much older.

      Christmas brunch has always been a favorite for me, and I haven’t been to or cooked one in years. I’ll aim for next year!

      Merry Christmas, Bill and Peg

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