The Christmas Spirit

Yesterday, TSO and I finalized our Christmas shopping for toys at a WalMart just over the bridge. Perhaps it's because I rarely venture out to do any kind of shopping or perhaps it's because this year is just different, but both of us noticed us how happy and jolly most of the shoppers seemed to be. There was cheerful banter in the aisles, a willingness to help each other, and smiles. People were smiling! Of course, that all ended after we left the store and got into our car in the primo parking spot we had found. We had cars vying for that spot in both directions. Who knows how they worked that out. Then, as Jim waited to turn left out of the parking lot, the person behind us just couldn't resist beeping his horn when he thought that Jim had failed to take the perfect opportunity to make a left out of the lot and into oncoming traffic. This was a perfect example of what the term "Masshole" means.

Aside from that incident, we had a very nice day, which we capped off by going to the gallery of a local glass blower here in Sandwich to pick up some ornaments. A substantial bit of Sandwich's history involves glass production. There are many glass artisans here, and there is the Sandwich Glass Museum, which is devoted to preserving the town's history, particularly that involving glass. At the gallery, known as the Glass Studio on Cape Cod, TSO bought me a beautiful blue handblown starfish ornament. It looks lovely on the tree.

See The Starfish?

Today was the fourth and last Sunday of Advent. Next Sunday will be Christmas. It'll be a lovely day, especially knowing that we will not have to drive 5-1/2 hours to get here and I will not have to go to work on Monday.