Risk (Monday's Message)

Hi,
Well, the Jet-Lag is about over. Notice how I gave it capital letters. That's because it's a very big, powerful, unseen force that can render one sleepy and helpless, at will. Usually around mid afternoon, the eye-lids droop and there's the need to recline. If this is not surrendered to, it may strike more abruptly when one least expects. Lisa was reading to August the other night and nodded between words. Add to that, the fact that it can wake one up in the previous time zone and you have a recipe for disaster. Wide awake at five in the morning, or four, or three.
One of our favorite songs (yours and mine) was "Santa Baby" by Eartha Kitt. "So hurry down the chimney tonight."
"I know that I should be sleeping, But maybe he's not far away, Out of the window I'm peeping, Hoping to see him in his sleigh...Mamacita, __ __ __ __ .." Clue: I do this one every year, so some of you have no excuse. Probably one of the least played holiday songs about the fat man.
We've been busy, these first few days. Going there, running here, and trying to hang out with the boys. I'll post the apartment pics today on Flickr. We're getting used to life without Boot. You know, picking up after ourselves, having to decide what to eat, and such.
Oh, we've been having phone problems. If you've tried to call my cell (310) 499-0102, you've probably been told that all lines are busy or something to that effect. I don't know what that's about. If you get a recording of 'busyness', call (858)231-7793 and you should get me without a problem. It's all going to the same phone. Just different routing.
We had our Family dinner with my mom last night. Denny, Sheila and Gavin (the Colorado Moses'), Jean and us, in a fine type restaurant. Oh my. We behaved in an adult manner and had a really good time. After dinner we went back to mom's house and opened gifts. So, we've kept the tradition alive, even though we live so far away. Denny is retiring at the end of January and mom has consented to fly out for the big party his company is throwing. After 25 years, it should be quite an affair.
Tonight we hang with the kids for awhile. Tomorrow morning we'll get up early and see what Santa brought. This will be very interesting. In the past, we would 'go' to their house after most of the gifts had been opened. This time, we'll be there 'live' and on the scene. Should be fun.
The elections are over back 'home', and regardless of who one, there will once again, be a civilian government in Thailand. The beat will go one and life will flow. Don't pay too much attention to what you read in the Western press. It's all speculation, with a lean towards doom.
I want to wish you a Happy-Whatever-You-Celebrate.

Peace,
Danny

"And the day came when the risk
to remain tight in a bud was more painful
than the risk it took to blossom."
~Anais Nin

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