Merry Christmas. I guess this is the last Christmas of my fifties. Sounds macabre. So far it's just been only another day. No sleep last night at all and up at dawn doing chores. Gave a friend a Christmas ride to the airport at 8. When I got home I tried to take a Christmas nap but no sleep came. I can't contact my Christmas sister as her phone goes straight to voice mail. I did my Christmas chores in my rental room. I did Christmas laundry. My favorite part of the day was doing Christmas laundry folding. My favorite Zen moments come from folding clothes. Lay the inseam north and the next one south and the next one north. Makes the Christmas piles of laundry even and smooth. I found the perfect Christmas wire trellis to stick into my barrel vine I'm growing out front. Now I'm going to get ready to go to a Christmas brunch with Winnow and her Christmas family. I'm hoping later to see my son so I can give him some nice Christmas presents that I really