Ho, ho, ho

Christmas morning without any of the rituals is strange. No children, no church, the accidental event. We straggled down to breakfast, coffee and English muffin, exchange of presents. The presents were surprises - Bruce got the Nook tablet and gift cards - a perfect gift for a guy trapped in a wheel chair. I got a cover for my iPad with the promise of a keyboard. Mike got some warm clothes to carry him through dog walking. We had a German dinner of Rouladen and spatezel shared with friends who have Hungarian and German ancestors so the dinner was familiar. Very low key but it felt like Christmas.