I am grateful for a fine Christmas Eve.
I am grateful for a skate with my boys at a fundraiser friends organized. I grew up skating at the outdoor rink in the park near our house in Calgary. The weather is nice here, but I do miss the skating, and it’s fun when we get a chance to do it every once in a while.
I am grateful for Coop, who wrapped up presents for some of his buddies, and had us drive him around to deliver them. The rest of us sat in the car and waved from the curb while he knocked on the doors to present the gifts. It was nice to see him being so generous.
I am grateful for lunch with my family at the Fig, where you can get absolutely the very best spanikopita there is, anywhere.
I am grateful for our Christmas Eve tradition, which is to make appetizers for dinner. We had potato skins, bacon wrapped dates with almonds in the middle, and Persian meatballs, as well as some other good stuff.
I am grateful for stockings hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon will be there.