Teaching old dogs new tricks and all that. Me? I cry about the family scenes in all the cheesie holiday episodes of the network sitcoms. If "Happy Xmas (War Is Over)" comes on the radio, I can't see through the tears to drive.
Rev. Billy asked if I was having an orphan Christmas. I suppose I had never heard the term. Hey, I have a radio show to do! The next door neighbors' Christmas lights reflect all over my living room, through the window. The dog and I celebrate at 2:30 when the cat gets us up.
Oh, these holiday rituals.