The older I get, the more time I spend remembering Christmas past. According to my two wonderful children, I must be very old because all I remember of Christmas past is what I ate.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. While that line is from one of my all time favorite Christmas songs, I have to admit that in some ways it’s putting a real damper on my festive holiday mood. I’ve always said it would be swell if snow didn’t stick on the roads.
Santa. Christmas Trees. Wreaths. Presents. Egg nog. A crackling fireplace.
On a very late night recently in downtown Seattle, I saw a scene unfolding that looked like big trouble. Farther down the sidewalk from me, two shadowy figures stood on a street corner, shouting back and forth, nose to nose. As I came closer, the argument grew louder and more heated. I started to consider an alternate route, because while the dispute seemed to be worsening, there was no one else stirring, not even a cop.
The older I get, the more time I spend remembering Christmas past. According to my two wonderful children, I must be very old because all I remember of Christmas past is what I ate.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. While that line is from one of my all time favorite Christmas songs, I have to admit that in some ways it’s putting a real damper on my festive holiday mood. I’ve always said it would be swell if snow didn’t stick on the roads.
Santa. Christmas Trees. Wreaths. Presents. Egg nog. A crackling fireplace.
On a very late night recently in downtown Seattle, I saw a scene unfolding that looked like big trouble. Farther down the sidewalk from me, two shadowy figures stood on a street corner, shouting back and forth, nose to nose. As I came closer, the argument grew louder and more heated. I started to consider an alternate route, because while the dispute seemed to be worsening, there was no one else stirring, not even a cop.
Well, here we are again, forsaking the routine, workaday world to slip joyfully into romance. Bring on the hectic shopping sprees, gaudy tinsel and the multi-colored, twinkling flash of Southcenter, downtown Seattle, and living-room Christmas trees. We’ll stroll once more down Santa Claus Lane and through the dainty lights along Fifth Avenue.
Most people who read this column drive, so here’s an early Christmas present: log onto seattlegasprices.com and you’ll find the lowest price of gasoline in your community. Just click on the name of your hometown. Right now, it’s selling for $1.59 in Auburn, $1.60 in Covington, $1.62 in Kent, $1.77 in Bellevue, $1.89 in Redmond and $1.64 in Renton. Five months ago it was more than $4 a gallon. Nice trend.
Maybe it is the amount of caffeine consumed by folks here in the Northwest that fuels our storied overachiever status, but don’t we expect the same from our pro, college and high school athletes?
Most people who read this column drive, so here’s an early Christmas present: log onto seattlegasprices.com and you’ll find the lowest price of gasoline in your community. Just click on the name of your hometown. Right now, it’s selling for $1.59 in Auburn, $1.60 in Covington, $1.62 in Kent, $1.77 in Bellevue, $1.89 in Redmond and $1.64 in Renton. Five months ago it was more than $4 a gallon. Nice trend.
Maybe it is the amount of caffeine consumed by folks here in the Northwest that fuels our storied overachiever status, but don’t we expect the same from our pro, college and high school athletes?
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