Christmas 2008-so pretty

For those of you who read my previous post and commented, I can say without a doubt that this Christmas was far better than last year. It involved no needles, no pain killers, no hospital stays or naked 94 year olds. It was quite pleasant actually. Fun even. On Christmas Eve we went to our lovely neighbors for an open house. We actually sang carols around the piano. It was all very Dickensian. Or maybe Rockwell-esque would be a better term. Whichever, it was lovely. Christmas morning dawned chilly and clear and incredibly quiet and calm. Let's have a closer look at our tree and the wrapped presents, shall we?








Christmas Eve:

Look at all the pretty packages, wrapped lovingly:


Christmas morning:


Good times, my friends. Good times.