It’s that time of year folks. As I write this, the Santa Claus Parade is only a week away, and once that happens, it’s only a matter of time until we find ourselves in full-blown Christmas mode. I’ve never been to the parade-my Mother’s claustrophobia and strong disliking for large crowds was enough to keep my brother and I watching it on t.v. from the warmth and comfort of the couch. Now that I think about it, maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing.
For a lot of people, the parade marks the start of the Christmas season, but for me the benchmark has always been the first holiday dinner. Continue reading
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