I hope yours were merry and bright, that your halls were decked, and that any lingering reindeer pellets on your roof have ceased to smell. 2025 was…memorable for MBW, the HA, and me. But this isn’t the appropriate venue to rehash house-sale travails, or gnash my teeth over financial hiccups. Instead, I will review my… Continue reading The 2025 Rearview Mirror
Tag: Christmas
A Cimmerian Christmas
Conan wished he was in Argos, or perhaps even Kush. Anywhere warm. Cimmeria was no place to spend the winter. Cold, gray, bleak. And direly lacking in plentiful meat and drink. So he found himself pushing through a howling blizzard, scarce able to see five feet before him, and that only thanks to a strange… Continue reading A Cimmerian Christmas
Kane’s Christmas.
With apologies to Karl Edward Wagner. The bitter wind snarling and screaming across the slate tiles of the little cottage fit Kane’s bleak mood. Endless shrieking; eternal, pointless motion rushing nowhere. It never ended. He never ended. And here he had arrived at yet another frigid winter, suffering an ennui that might drive him outdoors… Continue reading Kane’s Christmas.
A Christmas in Lankhmar.
The braziers in the Silver Eel could not press back the cold. So the tall swordsman and the small fought the chill with tankards of fiery red wine brought by Braggi, the tavern-master, who served his customers — the only two enduring the late hour and the cold — with a brusque efficiency. “What is… Continue reading A Christmas in Lankhmar.
The Gifting Season. Resurrected Post.
December 22, 2019 The Gifting Season Christmas is rushing towards us like an out of control sleigh, with a fat man in a red suit slumped in the driver’s seat, reins fallen from pudgy, cookie-stained hands, his eggnog soaked beard smelling strongly of rum. Have you finished your shopping yet? You obviously can’t rely on… Continue reading The Gifting Season. Resurrected Post.
‘Tis the Season (Again.) Resurrected Post.
December 9, 2018 ‘Tis the Season (Again.) December again. How did that happen? If seems like I’ve only just finished washing up the Thanksgiving dishes. And now I’m neck-deep in stringing lights along the rain-gutters, hanging ornaments on a tree, and vacuuming up glittering refuse from homemade Christmas card creation. Thanksgiving is — as… Continue reading ‘Tis the Season (Again.) Resurrected Post.
Wassail ON, Wassail Off. Resurrected Post.
December 24, 2017 Wassail On, Wassail Off Yuletide greetings. Many happy returns. Etc. Merry Christmas, is what I’m saying. I hope you all are enjoying the whole shebang, entire shooting match, soup-to-nuts holiday extravaganza. MBW wished for a White Christmas. Looks as though she might get her wish. It is not precisely blizzard conditions out… Continue reading Wassail ON, Wassail Off. Resurrected Post.
The Christmas Post. Resurrected Post.
December 25, 2016 The Christmas Post Merry Christmas, Grinches and Grinchettes. We’ve orbited the great ball of fire once more and the fat man in red pajamas has again trespassed upon our property to dispense gift-wrapped gratuities. I hope your stocking offered something other than coal. No travel horrors, extended family disputes, or entertainment… Continue reading The Christmas Post. Resurrected Post.
Holiday Reading Resurrected Post.
December 27, 2015 Holiday Reading Christmas is behind you. The detritus of wrapping paper, bows, packing material, and boxes has been disposed of. The refrigerator is stuffed with leftovers. You hope to make enough room for party platters and bottles of champagne within a few days. The presents of clothing are washed, folded, and put… Continue reading Holiday Reading Resurrected Post.