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That threatened snowst0rm disappeared, thank goodness, and never happened. This particular Seattle suburb is full of hills, some significant and others not, but if it snows enough to make the streets slick, it’s a big deal. There was a small amount if white stuff drifting down briefly, but fortunately it didn’t amount to anything, and turned out to be a false alarm.
It’s Sunday, and apparently people are staying home. Not much traffic, hardly any sirens, so everybody;s behaving. Out getting their Christmas trees, putting up the Christmas lights, a little shopping. Our main drag at the bottom of he hill seems quiet and not particularly busy. Beginning to see Christmas lights on some neighbors houses, but only a very few. We are apparently not ready for Christmas here—yet. But it has started.
I’m still trying to figure out what I am going to get for whom and where. Leaning towards the useful, rather than the exciting or amazing. I guess you could say I’m just not in the Christmas Spirit just yet. Only one house on the lane just downhill has Christmas lights. Sometimes it’s just hard to get going. Maybe a couple of more days of remembering past Christmases will help.
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