Christmas is just around the corner …

So like everyone else that hasn’t totally given up on Christmas we are putting up our lights, the Christmas carols CD’s are cranked up and I sing right along with them. I never get tired of them and people must think I’m stuck somewhere back in my childhood day and somehow missed the turn in the road of time. I go hear all the choirs I can, and join the church choir to get my fix for the year! It really is a wonderful time of the year, when we take the time to remember that Jesus came to this earth and lived among us, so that we can have eternal life and go live with him forever. A special time to give thanks and worship our king. Our life has been rather uneventful lately, and that suits us just fine. We did get to Nakusp for a few days in Nov. to soak up some of that fabulous hot mineral water … that’s suppose to rejuvenate one’s body and take away all the aches and pains. I wish … but it was very nice just the same. My sister Betty and her husband Henry joined us, and because business was slow, we got the use of the whole chalet instead of just half one, for only a few dollars more. It was quite chilly up in the mountains but that just makes the hot water all that much more desirable. Betty, Earl & I soaked twice a day, but Henry preferred casting his reel into the river in hopes of catching a fish. Well, we didn’t get our fish but that didn’t discourage him, he just loves fishing whether he catches anything or not. Betty & I Some snaps of beautiful Nakusp... This inside of our Chalet. Earl has been busy fixing up our van that had a run-in with a bull. It’s already up and running, but we have a red hood on a tan coloured van. I told him I should paint a wreath on it, add a few gold balls and a fancy ribbon and people would think it’s our special Christmas car! He didn’t think that was a good idea. All that’s left to do on it now is paint it all the same colour, and nobody will ever know we hit a bull! Our 'Christmas Van'! :) Earl has his fare for Brazil already in hand and plans to leave on March 07th. He is going alone this time; I couldn’t get up my courage to join him this time. The last two trips I ended up in bed for the fist ten days and felt just terrible. Maybe it’s the radical climate change, or the time difference or maybe the germs of over 300 passengers circulating through the vents on the plane. Whatever it was, I didn’t want to take the chance, especially since we plan a trip to Mozambique this summer, and two long tiresome trips a year would be just too much for me.