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sf wrote:
> On Fri, 25 Dec 2015 15:08:55 -0700, el dia del Cristo >
> wrote:
>
>> sf wrote:
>>> On Thu, 24 Dec 2015 12:08:17 -0700, Abiquiu > wrote:
>>>
>>>> Cindy Hamilton wrote:
>>>>> On Thursday, December 24, 2015 at 12:14:23 PM UTC-5, Abiquiu wrote:
>>>>>> Cindy Hamilton wrote:
>>>>>>> I pay my housecleaner about $40 per hour.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Whoa...talk about DISPOSABLE income....
>>>>>
>>>>> Yep. It's mine to dispose of as I please.
>>>>
>>>> Well yeah, of course.
>>>>
>>>>> I might have been the only student at my university with a maid.
>>>>
>>>> I can believe that.
>>>>
>>>>> When I returned to school part-time after I married and we bought a house
>>>>> my husband said, "Let's get someone to clean the house, since you're
>>>>> working full-time as well as going to school."
>>>>>
>>>>> Cindy Hamilton
>>>>
>>>> Sounds like Koch Brothers grade class-ism to me...
>>>>
>>>> Is the red Ferrari sporting a wreath?
>>>
>>> I call it being practical.

>>
>> Iff'n one can afford that as a luxury expenditure.
>>
>>> They clearly value living in a clean home
>>> environment.

>>
>> If not making it so hands on...
>>
>>> Your priorities might be different.

>>
>> Nope.
>>
>> But my budget could well be...
>>
>> The days of swept mud and linseed oiled floors are long since gone
>> 'round here...
>>
>> Merry X-Mas, sf!
>>
>> ..tossin' another stick of pecan in the old horno for the pork roast...
>>

>
> Merry Christmas to you too. We had our big xmas dinner last night.
> This morning was a low key xmas breakfast, followed by more present
> opening. Son-I-L took the kids outside for an hour or so and now
> we're just hanging out - everyone is watching basketball and you know
> what I'm doing. Think I'll make a pot of caldo verde in a bit for the
> gang before they head home.
>


AHHHH...that sounds like perfection defined!

A chill day this is and the crackle of wood and smell of the smoke is
like a spell that wafts in the back door and mixes with the mulled cider
and remaining bizcochitos.

I managed not to chomp on a clove this year and that makes it all good.