Well, it's been a nice quiet Christmas. Not that we've been burning the candle at both ends for awhile. Christmas Eve we had our friend Linda over for dinner: Dungeness crabs, sourdough bread and lemon butter, with a nice wine. Joanie's daughter Lindsay had to work last night (she's an EMT) but she was able to come over and dig into the crab before she went on duty.
Today Joan took Lindsay to the airport early, then we had coffee and did presents. There's something going around Facebook, My Christmas list keeps getting shorter because what I want can't be bought. Well, that's true, but I've pretty much got everything I want, and that includes things you can't buy. We had a nice peaceful morning only interrupted by Gilbert's occasional snores.
We went out driving around Portland. We drove through The Pearl and the shopping district along 23rd Street over on the west side of town. It's probably the only day of the year you could find parking there. Absolutely empty, everything closed. We eventually headed over to 82nd Street back on our side of the Willamette and looked for someplace to have lunch. We ended up at a Vietnamese restaurant which was packed. It took an hour for us to get our food, but it was very good.
Then we came back, walked the dogs up and down the block and said Merry Christmas to the neighbors.