Merry Christmas… and Merry Everything Else!

Christmas. It’s always been my favorite of most favorite times of the year. Even when my parents were in their early years of separation and divorce, and it meant spending hours (often alone) traveling between Montreal and Ottawa either by train or bus: it was my favorite time of the year.

What’s not great about it? Everybody starts feeling warm and happy, they talk about gratitude, sharing, love, etc. It’s amazing, even if you don’t believe in the Baby Jesus. However things have changed. It’s now not fully acceptable to wish people merry christmas (hence the lack of caps), and I get it. Being myself a minority, I totally get it. To my catholic friends, and family – I’ll always wish them the best of Christmases. Or Joyeux Noël…

To everybody else, take it as you wish, as long as you’re happy and surrounded by loved ones. Then again, I wish you that all year round. So, happy end of year, hope the next ones to come just keep getting better.

Oh yeah, and that above is kinda my 10-Days to Christmas Calendar. Baby Jesus has been on our side, since everything has gone rather smoothly so far, knock on wood (softly rapping my own head). The worst is yet to come. We are currently in Turtle Bay, the northbound crossing of Cedros, the island north of when my red lines end, is what I call The Mexican Bermuda Triangle. This is where I’ve seen the worst of the worst in terms of sailing conditions ever.

Tomorrow, when businesses will re-open we shall fill up with fuel, buy food, as we’ll generally take a full day’s rest today. I have everything needed to bake a lovely tuna casserole. How traditional!

Oh and do try to hang out near the mistletoe, I’m sure somebody somewhere has been wanting to steal a kiss from you… *smack*