Near-Perfect Christmas Weekend

It began Friday night with the annual neighborhood "Holiday on 44th" celebration which is, like, the biggest thing in Camden.

Sharon & I were both actually involved in the festival, as I was performing a 15-minute show each hour on the hour at The Warren (actually "borrowed" from a Round Town Players company-developed piece from 22 years ago, if you can believe it), and Sharon was performing in neighborhood choir.

(me, 2nd from right, in the role of "Dad")

Lucy and Rose were with an aunt, though, and got to enjoy themselves up and down the street, which was, appropriately receiving a gentle Christmassy snowfall. One of the attractions I would have made it to, had I not been engaged in my performance, was Steamworks, where father Christmas was making one of his many December appearances.

During the course of the rest of the weekend, we managed to get our tree up (where my task is similar to that of Rudoph's "Bumble:" simply putting the highest ornaments up there), listened to a lot of Christmas music, including a rebroadcast of the St. Olaf Christmas festival, and watching the Bing Crosby/Danny Kaye musical, "White Christmas."

Good times.