Christmas In Full Colour
December 24, 2009
We’re off on the family road trip to PEI yet again.
Someone may have to ride on the roof to make room for all the hair products.
We’ve blocked all the Christmas carol radio stations. Bill hasn’t gotten over the Bananaphone cassette episode and that was 15 years ago.
The back of his seat is cushioned so the child who keeps kicking his seat (and claiming it was her brother, though he is sitting in the back seat) will not cause any tension.
We shall tighten our core muscles and get through this. Whyever would we do that? Well, picture a fire pole going down your body lengthwise, from your head to your feet. Tighten your butt muscles around it, like grabbing on to your own vertical midline. Now vacuum seal your abs back against your spine, so you’re steady on your own horizontal axis. Would take a lot more to knock you down, wouldn’t it? Road trips can put you to the test.:)
I wish each of you a bright, open-minded, reflective, and inspiring Christmas. May it be followed with an energized, growth-oriented year.
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And a Wonderful Christmas to you, too, Chrstine. Take care, drive safely (kicking child or not), keep those muscles tight and keep your wisdom coming my way in the New Year. I appreciate you very much!
Susan
Happy holidays. Ah I remember the days but all our trips were during the summer and our equal was Block Island RI. What you are missing is the dog to add to the crew. I think its time for you to catch up with Erma Bombeck-If Life is a bowl of Cherries what am I doing in the pits, —- All I know about Animal Behavior I learned in Loehmann’s dressing Room, —When you look like your passport its time to go home! and the column she wrote called “Two weeks in another town”. etc. etc Check her out you could take her place since she died in 1996. She is my era but her wit is timeless.
Thanks to you both. We did enjoy it, save for the 3 hours getting through Buffalo with a blizzard and an endless line-up at Customs. And we were trying to LEAVE the US.
I’m going to look up 2 Weeks In Another Town… sounds like I could relate. Erma Bombeck was very much one of us.