We’re so lucky
I guess everything is coming up roses this Christmas season. My retirement jumped $850 last month, the first substantial increase since America started killing Iraqis. Last weekend, my son and I had a blast sledding on a hill across the canyon from my house, and we got to see The Incredibles. My family has begun making plans for a vacation in Guatemala in July. We’ve got our new arts editor, Kris Vagner. This little thing the doctor took off my face turned out not to be cancer, and except for the allergy-related asthma and the nine pounds I’ve put on since summer ended, I feel good. I even got my first Christmas present already. (Sure, it’s more blessed to give than to receive, but, well, you know.)
I’ve already started spying out little gifts for my family. We’re not big Christmas fans at my house, but it’s hard not to get caught up in the mania. And that’s me, who’s had 42 years to figure some things out. You’ve really got to feel for the kids. Yesterday, my son brought home an in-class writing project. The bad news: It was a letter to Santa. The good news: While the assignment was to come up with 10 items, Hunter was only able to come up with five (MegaBlok-related toys). Since he’s a smart kid and had to fulfill the assignment, the other five items were “surprises.” Now, there’s a kid who’s going to get his heart’s desire.
At any rate, if you’re going to shop, I hope you’ll prioritize shopping at locally based businesses. I noticed that VSA arts of Nevada on Sierra Street had a rack of handmade, one-of-a-kind neckties on sale for $5.
I’d be lax if I didn’t point out that by supporting the advertisers who support this newspaper, you ensure that you get a weekly gift every Thursday throughout the year. And, please, folks, don’t forget to tip your waitresses and bartenders.