Celebrating Christmas with twenty of your closest Peace Corps volunteer friends has a lot of benefits, but one major drawback. That drawback is that at 930 am I woke up feeling like hell, on Christmas, on merely four hours of sleep. But last night was so much fun. We ate snickerdoodles and had a dance party. Later today we're having a legitimate feast, with cheeseburgers. What luxury.
Right now I'm drinking a cup of instant coffee and blearily squinting at the screen. Soon I'll go with my friend Emily to get bread and eggs for breakfast.
Merry Christmas to all.
Remember that I love you.
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Merry Christmas, Sally.
ReplyDeleteLove,
DAD
Merry Christmas to you!!!!
ReplyDeleteI must admit that it was fun to have Carly home this year!!!
Best, Mark Loehrke (Carly's dad)
The following is just an observation; don't take it to heart.
ReplyDelete'Who lived here?
She must have been a gardener who cared a lot.
Who weeded out the tares and grew a good crop
And we are so amazed...
...Oh, Hey Hey Sally
Can't you come out to play?' --"Empty Garden" by
Elton John.
God bless you this coming year, Sarah.
Love,
DAD