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here comes santa claus

Yep, he's coming very soon so you better be good, because he is definitely watching you. Kinda like living in this country.

Last night the Tompkins came over for supper. I can't believe how much M likes Clinton (their 4 year old). Yesterday morning she didn't want to go to fellowship, "No, fellowship!" she said. "Clinton will be there, Madeleine," I said. Big smile. "Clinton? Okay."

We had roast and veggies for supper. The other day at Market I saw this beautiful cut of beef. I thought, "Now how can Phil not love roast made with this?" Phil doesn't like roast, not mine, not my Mom's, not his Mom's, no ones. So, I have this on going goal to fix the most amazing roast that he will love and will change his mind about roast. But, it hasn't happened yet. He eats them but he thinks, "It's just roast". Last night's was very good. Clinton, who is an extremely picky eater, said, "This meat has no flavor." It made me laugh.

Poor M has a cold and cough. She's still in bed right now but she's got this hoarse cough. Last night it was very bad and at around 12:30am we sat in the bathroom with the shower on for a steam treatment. It totally helped until about 30 minutes ago.

Our plans for this xmas eve are simple. Phil and I are going to a Starbucks that has a fireplace for coffee this morning. Yali is working today. She has the next 2 days off. Xmas eve is not a big deal here so she wasn't expecting a day off. So, we thought it would be nice to have her here. This evening we'll stay home and open one gift (Taylor tradition that we've kept), watch How The Grinch Stole Christmas, and after M's in bed Phil and I will watch It's a Wonderful Life. We've been saving it.

Merry Christmas.

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